Red-Socked Prof: While third-place Frank Sobotka devotes this historic evening to slandering his betters, the Red-Socked Prof (nee Ass-Headed Bottom) brings you LIVE coverage of the seventh game of the ALCS. It's the second inning, folks, and that godlike personage above (Dustin Pedroia) has already homered for our beloved team!! A hecatomb is on his way. The Sox are Greek gods to me, and Pedroia is a Hermes of sorts: small, fleet, in the vanguard of the lineup, he hurries ahead with the news of Tampa Bay's untimely demise, and he will be there at the end, to lead the Rays into the land of the fucking dead! But, y'know, he also has hands smaller than mine? A bald spot? His dad buys up and resells spare tires (really)? And he might be MVP. I want a statue of this short but indispensable god (posing like this) at every crossroads in America.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
2008 ALCS: Game 7
Red-Socked Prof: While third-place Frank Sobotka devotes this historic evening to slandering his betters, the Red-Socked Prof (nee Ass-Headed Bottom) brings you LIVE coverage of the seventh game of the ALCS. It's the second inning, folks, and that godlike personage above (Dustin Pedroia) has already homered for our beloved team!! A hecatomb is on his way. The Sox are Greek gods to me, and Pedroia is a Hermes of sorts: small, fleet, in the vanguard of the lineup, he hurries ahead with the news of Tampa Bay's untimely demise, and he will be there at the end, to lead the Rays into the land of the fucking dead! But, y'know, he also has hands smaller than mine? A bald spot? His dad buys up and resells spare tires (really)? And he might be MVP. I want a statue of this short but indispensable god (posing like this) at every crossroads in America.
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