Yesterday I went to my last White Sox game of the year. Thank God I don't have anymore tickets for this sorry ass team. Note: Paul Konerko is excused from the following rant. This team has put forth zero effort all year long. I blame everyone, the players, the manager and the general manager. By the end of the year, a few younger players just called up showed some hustle. I am sure the lazy crap veterans on the team were telling them to stop showing them up. So here's my idea for the White Sox marketing department for next year. Make them wear skirts until they play like real men.
In an effort to add some discipline to my easily distracted mind, I am creating this blog to practice writing and photography on a somewhat regular basis. The title comes from a story about my Irish Grandfather. When I was a baby anytime my mother would ask him if he wanted to hold me, he would say "Does he still shit in his pants?" It sounds like something I would say about a baby and it makes me laugh every time I think about it. BTW, YOU CAN CLICK ON ANY PICTURE TO SEE IT FULL SIZE.
Monday, September 19, 2011
September 12, 2011 Chicago White Skirts
Yesterday I went to my last White Sox game of the year. Thank God I don't have anymore tickets for this sorry ass team. Note: Paul Konerko is excused from the following rant. This team has put forth zero effort all year long. I blame everyone, the players, the manager and the general manager. By the end of the year, a few younger players just called up showed some hustle. I am sure the lazy crap veterans on the team were telling them to stop showing them up. So here's my idea for the White Sox marketing department for next year. Make them wear skirts until they play like real men.
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