The game on the field was awesome. WE however were unable to fully enjoy it because we sat by The Worst Twins
(Dear D-Bags, as grown men on the riper side of forty, you should be ashamed of yourselves. You make Nick Swisher look like a upstanding, mentally-balanced young man.)
I hate to leave the blog all crabby and cranky, so I thought some guest commentary was in order.
I always love when A.J. Pierzynski and Boof battle it out. Not because it's a grudge match between two players traded for each other...but because I see it as an epic battle for my heart and affection.
BB: Well, I think it's pretty obvious who was the best yesterday.
AJ: Oh, definitely...........me.
BB: I was actually talking about ME, A.J.
AJ: Really? Because I was pretty great last night.
BB: EIGHT strikeouts in seven innings, man. I'm the best.
AJ: You think so. But the real question is which one of us THOSE girls liked the best.
AJ: Look kid, I was a baseball boyfriend before your name was even BOOF.
BB: Maybe so, but now I wear 26, and I'm the boyfriend. Deal with it.
AJ: Hmm. Speaking of that, for a nominal fee, That Girl could take my name off her 26 jersey and put yours on....but has she done that? NO.
BB: Yeah...but does she have a magical lucky t-shirt for you that makes you win whenever she remembers to wear it?
AJ: No. But did she make a Build-a-Bear of you?
BB: Dude, LOOK at me.
AJ: Right. Dumb question. But she obviously didn't love you enough to buy you shoes.
BB: That's only because by the time she finished buying all of your ridiculous accessories, you cost like $200. She doesn't like high-maintenance
AJ: Whatever. These shades are BOMB.
BB: Well, I have better hair.
AJ: Oh please. I was perfectly tousled last night.
BB: OK. Fine. We have equally good hair. Happy now?
AJ: Damn straight.
BB: My favorite part of the game was when I ran the ball over to 1st base myself to get your ass out.
AJ: Yeah, I'll admit, that was pretty awesome. But are you the Boyfriend of the Day???
BB: Um...yes, actually. I totally am.
AJ: Really?! I thought it'd be Kubel. Or Young.
BB: Nope. I played--->I looked cute--->I was awesome--->I won the game--->I get to be the boyfriend. That's our standing agreement.
He's right....that IS our agreement. So congratulations Boof on another stunning Boyfriend victory.
Don't worry A.J. I still love you and your perfectly tousled hair too.
A Congrats and Thank You is also in order for Boone Logan who decided to shave that nasty beard:
Thank you Boone for trying to make our sitting in the Seats of Misery worthwhile by looking adorable right in front of us.
A.J. Bearzynski is originally from Navy Pier, Chicago. He currently resides on a shelf in my closet.
Boof Bonsbear is originally from the Mall of America, but currently ALSO resides on a shelf in my closet.