We didn't go to Saturday's game with crazy ex-brother-in-law because, get this, he took his wife to see Barry Manilow at the Sprint Center. Instead, we went with crazy real brother. We had to pick him up at some kind of beer festival in Parkville, and he was worried that he wouldn't be in game shape. The fans in our section can testify that he was indeed in rare game shape.
The new scoreboard is right up there with the stealth bomber when it comes to specific things that make us proud to be Americans, things we would gladly pay even more taxes for.
A funny thing happened at The K Saturday night: Tony Pena Jr. ripped a long line drive over the outstretched glove of a Blue Jays outfielder in deep left-center. Deep. We told our crazy brother that, if this keeps up, TPJ could soon be the Royals new clean-up hitter. Of course, then TPJ immediately got thrown out at the plate trying to score on a grounder.
But we're not going to say anything bad about TPJ for a week, no matter how much he sucks and how much we want to bash him. He also made an amazing defensive play to save Saturday's game, the one where he threw the guy out at first from his knees.
Jose Guillen hit a bomb.
Our brother has a customized rhyming chant for most of the Royals. For instance, "Jose Guillen! He ain't worth $36 meellion!" Our favorite over the years was "Tony Graffanino! Drives an El Camino! All the way to Reno!"
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