Monday, May 5, 2008
I wish I had the technological hardware/know how to make screen grabs off the T.V. because Ian Ziering is currently sitting right behind homeplate at tonight's Mets-Dodgers soiree. Last seen hosting the eerily Oedipal, Your Mama Don't Dance, Steve Sanders certainly seems to be enjoying himself at tonight's game though there is no way he can be having as much fun as he had in the above-pictured episode. That outfit really holds up after all these years. If only I was still playing intramural softball...
In a related story, in an attempt to jumpstart his career for the 27th time, Ray Pruit sang the National Anthem for tonight's game. Sung to the melody "Hold On", one of the two songs in his catalog, Pruit's rendition was not particularly well received by the Dodger faithful. Not happy with his performance, Pruit proceeded to throw Donna down the aisle to their 8th row seats.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
This might sound a tad bit callous, but I'd just like to take the time to thank Eight Belles for crossing the finish line before breaking her ankles and getting euthanized. That courageous act won me a cool $350. Instant Replay and the Carousel thank you as well, as those fine local establishments are undoubtedly the final destinations for said winnings. Somewhere in horsey heaven, Barbaro hind kicked the tv set after the race because Eight Belles took the former Derby winners bit and dialed it up a notch.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
This better be part of a "In the Company of Men" type scenario, in which D. Wade courts Star Jones for the sole purpose of cruelly rejecting her. If not, I have lost all respect for the man. Star Jones's skin fits her body about as snuggly as the baggy fits the Metrodome's rightfield wall. You could actually grab her by the scruff of her wrists. I am so vicariously embarassed for Wade that I am really having a hard time looking at him right now.