Pirates
So here I sit, having just returned from a “Buccos” game, and, believe it or not, our heroes won. I’m not sure I’ve ever witnessed that before. Since, deep down, I’m a Yankees fan that’s really not why I’m writing this post. Instead, I’m writing because tonight it occurred to me that the Pittsburgh Pirates were my host . For that matter, any time I attend any professional “sporting” event the home team is my “host.” So, shouldn’t the boys in the dugout clean the bathrooms as well as clean up the general debris left around the stadium after a game? I mean it is “their house” after all. I clean my house and its bathroom(s) after guest(s) are over. I suppose people in the...
19 to 1
I drove to Cleveland to watch the Yankees play the Indians on the 4th of July and they lost 19 to 1. I invited my dad to go to the game, so he drove all the way from New Jersey to see the same debacle I did. Let’s just say the Bronx Bombers won’t be winning any “2006 Impeccable Timing Awards” as chosen by Tim. In my opinion, a Major League Baseball team losing 19 to 1 is the rough equivalent of Hot D***a selling only one hot dog on a given day of the week while at the same time having to pay 674% in taxes on the cost of that single frank. Sure it could happen, but there’s no reason that it ever should.
Souvenirs
So here I am in New Jersey, and guess what? I’m bringing a souvenir back to Pittsburgh! My parents have a very steep driveway. It’s quite icy right now. This morning my dad, try as he might, could not get his car up the driveway. This evening I helped him get his car back in the garage. It was perilously close to a birch tree, and to avoid said foliage it needed a good solid push. The thing is, I only brought a “nicer” pair of shoes with me on this trip because I’m going to see a Broadway show tomorrow afternoon. What I mean by a “nicer” pair of shoes, of course, is a pair of shoes without any traction whatsoever. After successfully pushing my dad’s car safely clear of the tree in question, I headed back up his...
Here We Go!
It’s official, the Pittsburgh Steelers are my third favorite team in professional sports. They were fun to root for before because I’ve lived in the heart of Steelers’ country for the past three years, but now they’ve purchased my affection. Thanks to the Steelers and PNC Bank, Hot D***a has had its best day on record. Only the New York Rangers and New York Yankees rank ahead of the Steelers now, because, hey, no amount of money can ever replace childhood memories. That said, I will root for the Steelers above all other football teams for the rest of my life and I will make an effort to keep up with them no matter where I find myself in the future. NBA teams take note, a “favorite” slot is still available to you. Bidding...
Talkin' Baseball
As some of you may know, I’m a fairly big Yankees fan. So, what am I doing tonight, the first evening of the big Yankees vs. Red Sox series that will decide who wins the AL East? Going to the Pirates game of course! Wait, I’m confused. Well, no I’m not, but maybe you are. My dad, who was born blocks away from the House That Ruth Built, is in town visiting me this weekend. He’s visited me several times in the past but never while the Pirates have been home, and he specifically scheduled this visit so we could see them play at PNC Park. Don’t get me wrong, we’ll enjoy ourselves, but I have the feeling we’ll be watching the out of town scoreboard a little more closely than we’ll be following the Buccos! No matter...
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