And here I sit…

I don’t bitch about work much on here. But damn it! Why does one of our biggest clients have to have a fricking crisis on the first night of the Sox-Yankees ALCS? 30 minutes to game time, and here I sit waiting. Grrrrr.

I’ll bet you are behind this.

I hope you stick yourself with one of those voodoo doll pins. That’d teach ya.

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7 Responses to And here I sit…

  1. michele says:

    Me and Karl Rove, baby.

  2. Ric The Schmuck says:

    I’ll watch it for you, chum!

  3. Solonor says:

    I’m still fricking here! And it’s fricking 10:15pm! And the Sox are getting no-hit! Someone kill me now!

  4. Linkmeister says:

    Er, not any more. 8-5 in the 8th.

  5. Ric The Schmuck says:

    I think Tim McCarver is going senile. He’s said the wrong players name on at least 3 occasions tonite.

    (He’s been awful for some time now. He just wasn’t senile. Till now. Damn, I wish we could have anyone else doing the game.)

    One more inning, we’re still in it! Except for that damned Matsui…………..

  6. Solonor says:

    Yay. I got home just in time to see Mueller ground into a fricking DP to end it. Life sucks.

    I got to hear a bit of it on ESPN radio on the way home. Jon Miller and Joe Morgan are the guys I want to hear calling every game nationally. McCarver sucks.

    I’m going to bed. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day. At least they only lost 10-7. Did I mention someone should kill me?

  7. Post game, Shilling spotted wandering the halls outside the visitors’ clubhouse.
    “Daddy? Daddy, where are you?”
    Kimono-clad Matsui looms out of the shadows. “Here, round eye bastard-san. Go wash my car.”

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