A simple plan
I have taken the city of Washington, DC hostage because I am in a bad mood. If the following demands of mine are not satisfied by 11 pm tonight, I'll unleash a wave of crankiness that will bring the U.S. capital to its knees.
My demands:
- The Astros win the game tonight
- I get a chorizo at the game
- No fat Nats fan sits behind me and screams "Strike out the fucking hick!" every time Lance Berkman comes up to bat.
The clock is ticking, Washington. The clock is ticking.
3 comments:
Didn't get the chorizo (where the hell is that vendor?!), but two out of three ain't bad. You're off the hook, Washington. I'm in a better mood today. Sorry for the inconvenience.
Hmm...I see a pattern here. Every time you get a chorizo, the Astros lose. When you don't, they win. You've got some tough choices to make.
Wrong! Last year, I went to two games. In the first game, I got a chorizo and they won. The next game, the chorizo stand was closed so I got an Italian sausage, and the Astros lost. There is no correlation.
However, every time I sit along the third base line, they win. Every time I sit along the first base line, they lose.
I'm surprised that this information isn't on on baseballreference.com or ESPN, so I guess I can forgive your shallow knowledge of important baseball statistics.
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