Category: Sports

I Miss Bradley Cooper, Though

I fucking love Eagles hype videos. That is all.

Until tomorrow.


Wait What

I just learned something remarkable: Ryan Vogelsong, professional pitcher for the San Francisco Giants, went to Octorara fucking High School. I get that this is not remarkable to most people, but you’ve got to understand that I was thisclose to going to Octorara. The Octorara school district encompasses the town that I technically grew up in (in the sense that our address was Cochranville). I am floored, you guys.

I think what’s weirdest to me, though, is that I only learned of this tonight. I knew that Vogelsong went to Kutztown and had briefly been in the Phillies’ system, but I’d had no idea that he and I had been fucking neighbors growing up. (Neighbors is probably stretching it, but you get the idea.) If I had gone to Octorara, he and I would’ve had one overlapping year of high school (his senior year/my freshman year). And here it is, 20 years later, and he couldn’t make it through six innings because the Phillies hit two home runs (thank you, Ryan Howard and Cody Asche).

I thought I would watch this whole game, but now I’m not so sure. I am definitely going to stop writing this post, though.

Until tomorrow.


You haven’t lived until you’ve heard Mike Schmidt make a Seinfeld reference. Stars, they’re just like us.

Freddy Galvis had an equipment malfunction earlier in this game (back when it was fun and not depressing) and it reminded Michael Jack of the Seinfeld episode in which Kramer started going commando. I don’t know why I found that so amusing, but I did. And anything that gets me to actually write a fucking blog post is a good thing, right? (And if I weren’t on my iPad I’d find links to both Freddy’s cup issue and Kramer’s commando announcement.)

Until tomorrow.

It’s Working

I haven’t watched the Phillies’ last two games and, guess what, they won both of them! I have magical powers!

(I don’t actually think I have magical powers. But I wish I did.)

I’m currently watching This Means War. It’s pretty stupid, but I’m going to continue to watch it because Tom Hardy and Chris Pine. (And also Reese Witherspoon, but mostly Tom Hardy and Chris Pine.)

Until tomorrow.

That’s Just Pathetic

Seriously Phillies? Are you actually serious with this?!? Because that was just the worst. I ended up watching Mars Attacks! instead because duh.

This sucks. I’m sick, the Phillies are shitting the bed all over the place, and all I want to do is read The One, the third book in the Selection series, but I can’t because I can’t justify buying it. I can’t justify buying anything. It’s the worst.

I’m gonna stop before I get really depressed.

Until tomorrow.

Playing Hooky

But is it really playing hooky if you make the missed time up?

Regardless, I told my boss I had an appointment this evening and had to leave an hour early (but didn’t take a lunch to make up for it). And I had an appointment all right; an appointment with baseball. The Phils’ home opener started at 4:05 and I couldn’t miss that. (Does leaving early under false pretenses make it count as playing hooky?)

I didn’t get to listen to or watch most of the game (and it turns out that I didn’t really miss much). I’m still glad I did it, though 🙂

Until tomorrow.

It’s Almost Here

Want proof that I spent very little time on the Internet this past week? I didn’t realize that the Dodgers-Diamondbacks series in Australia started “yesterday” until this afternoon. Normally I’d be all over MLB’s Opening Series, but I was oblivious. (Obviously I wouldn’t have watched the first game live because it started at, like, 5 AM here, but at least I would’ve known about it.)

I just watched most of the first game and am currently watching the second game live. There is Vin Scully on my TV! Calling a game that actually matters! The odds are very good that I’ll fall asleep during the game because I am super tired, but just the fact that it’s happening is such a comfort. Meaningful baseball will be back. Soon. Yay!

Until tomorrow.