Part of dating The Hoff means watching Red Sox games. Any and all that are televised here in our nation's capital. (The Hoff claims this is hardly any, but I beg to differ.)I've come to accept this trait of The Hoff. As a loving, caring girlfriend, I know to only call him during commercials if I'm not with him when his team is playing.
And I have to admit, I've found myself cheering for ol' Beantown. Especially when they play the Yankees.
In fact, I don't think I detest any sports team more than I do the Yanks.
Johnny Damon: Yuck (Way to lie about never leaving Boston and then going to their arch nemesis for a measley $4 million pay increase. Whatever-don't need you anyway.)
Derek Jeter: Gag me (Dated Mariah Carey, 'nuff said.)
A-Rod: Sorry excuse for a human being. (Kate Hudson, please stop hanging out with such a loser. You seem wayyyy to cool for him.)
In comparison:
Pedroia: MVP (what, what)
Youkalis: That guy just looks like he could kick ass and take names.
Ellsbury: HOTT
Ortiz: Love when he's at bat and spits on his gloves then slaps his hands together. Cracks me up for some reason. (Hey, I have to find something to entertain me.)
My heart broke a little this weekend when I had to watch the Sox lose. I think I got more angry than The Hoff watching those bastards gloat. I even hid my face under the covers when A-Rod was up to bat. I refuse to waste minutes of my life watching that d-bag.
I'm still a little heated from last night if you can't tell.
I apologize if any of my readers are Yankees fans. I still love you, I just don't like your team. :)
Tonight, I'm FINALLY posting pics and a recap of my Bermuda vacay.
2 comments on "Ranting Sesh, Version 1"
HAHAHAHAHA-there probably are some drag queens at Town with similar names.
And, darling, if this were written in Hebrew, you'd probably be able to understand it better :)
As a self-proclaimed Masshole, my heart broke a little this weekend. Sigh.
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