Good Morning, boys & girls! Settle in and get ready for a recap of last night's Quyon Ball finale!
To be very honest, I really didn't have much interest in who won the game. The studly Ricky Bobby's team was taking on "the young lads". (If you're wonderng why I'm calling Stacy's Ricky "studly", it's because I'm sucking up. I accidentally taped over Survivor before he could watch it. Sorry, Ricky). Ricky's team needed to win 2 games to take the championship, while the other team only needed to win once to claim the title of league champions. Surprisingly, there were quite a few fans in the stands - some, like Graham & Woermke, even travelled from afar to take in the game. Unfortunately for Stacy & I, we ended up surrounded by the parents of the young lads...And apparently, they all felt they were at the World Series or something, and shouted and screamed like a bunch of lunatics. People laugh at the Luskville League for taking things too seriously...hmmm. Even they seemed mild compared to this! OK, maybe not, but there were definitely some cocky, smart-ass dudes out there last night, and one had to keep thinking, "Do they realize this is
3-pitch???"
In any case, Ricky's team struggled, mainly due to the fact that Jimmy Chin struck out pretty much everytime he came up to bat, played miserably in the outfield, and seemed to be throwing balls to invisible people. He never tossed it anywhere near an actual player. (OK, so Jimmy wasn't the only one who had trouble, but his chin's really big, and I figure he's used to getting picked on, so I'll use him as my whipping boy.) I do applaud Stacy & Hollie for cheering for their boys, even when they were down, and while surrounded by fans of the other team. I think we can all agree, after shivering our asses off last night, that it's a blessing the season is finally over. It's way too damned cold to play (or watch) ball!
In other news: For those of you who were
not at the ball park last night, you missed one of the finest dog shows I've ever seen. I don't even really like dogs, but there were some darlings there last night! Brian & Curtis' rambunctious puppies, Duke & Tucker, were in attendance, as well as Leslie's teeny little sweetheart Roxie, and of course, Hollie had the ever-adorable Cosmo. However, the new puppy on the block was this sweet little Pomeranian Chihuahua wearing a pink sweater and pink collar. I couldn't believe how cute it was, and immediately I wanted one just like it. (Stacy then reminded me that it wouldn't be able to go for walks with me because it's too small. I guess she's right, but it's sooooo cute). Finding out it was a
boy, though, was a bit of a shock. There was just way too much pink for a boy. I think that dog might have some issues...
So that's about it for today...If you don't like ball or dogs, you likely didn't enjoy the blog today, but too bad. It's my world, remember? ;o) Have a good day, everyone!
