as i was sitting in onree's basement, sipping on a bottle of coors lite that wasn't tasting up to par (as good as the high life!), i flicked the tv channel to a fuckin redhawks game. for those of you who don't know the redhawks are the local baseball team, so it seemed weird that their game was on tv, but i put on some rem in the stereo and blasted it so i wouldn't have to listen to the game also. then something happened that will forever change my life......
the tv camera went to the manager/coach of the redhawks in his glorious uniform that matches all the players' uniforms. i wondered why the coach with his very nicely sized beer belly (MUCH larger than my own) wears a uniform as if he's gonna be called in for a pinch run or something? i then realized this always takes place in baseball, and i'd bet it even takes place in softball too??
so why does that fucker always have the same shit on that the players wear? is he gonna have to play in case he runs out of pitchers?
give me a peanutbutter/cheese sandwich and i'm off to bed finally!
Sunday, June 26, 2005
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