Tuesday, November 14, 2006

my day is complete...

Sox hi-bid $51M just to negotiate with the heir apparent to Jesus H. Christ-san:
"Coming over from Japan where he threw a lot of innings and had 13 complete games, I would think this would seem like a vacation to him. It's a lot of money, but if you have it, why not use it on a kid like this? The Yankees have to be sick about this."
And a sick Yankee is a good Yankee, eh?

Meanwhile I haven't been to a game in Boston since '99 and I never developed a taste for plunking down $70 for a Fenway box seat, satisfied with catching the Hose at Camden Yahds in Bal'mer a coupla times a year, say buy a nosebleed for $15-25, and sneak down to the boxes in the 5th or 6th inning. (Beware! Those stadium yabbos at Oriole Park get pretty agitated w/the sneaks. Fortunately they're usually older gents, who can only bark at you; not like those BC footballers you see in the Fens, and who'll hoist you by the ear if you look at 'em cross-eyed.) But crikey! -- I remember when bleacher seats were three bucks... as recently as, uhm, '77, which, ahh, d'be my senior year at Somerville High. In a galaxy far far away...

Ah ah ah ah, stayin' alive... stayin' alive...

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