Glennalicious: Second most important event of Last Monday

May 17, 2006

Second most important event of Last Monday

An email from a friend:
I write not to inquire about the big change afoot in your life (though I am curious), but to substantiate a claim by my bf, Brendan. While shivering our collective arses off at the Yankees-Rangers game on Monday night, I got up to pay the nice beer vendor, yet again (as sobriety and baseball don’t generally mix well with me). Upon returning to my seat, Brendan insisted that he had seen your distinctive mug on the Jumbotron. As Brendan’s only met you once – and there is generally a good share of shaved heads with goatees in large NYC crowds – I doubted his claim.

Though, then I thought, well – G’s from Texas, so maybe he would be at a Rangers game. If you weren’t, Brendan wants you to know you have a fairly plausible doppelganger.

Either way, hope all is well.
Subway Subversive

Dear Subway:
My other news is almost ready for release. It is the penile reduction.

As your bf surmised, I was caught out just like Ferris Bueller.

I live across from the stadium, but I'd never gone to a NYC game before. I was with some friends from Texas when suddenly my head scared the bejeebus out of me. One should never be forced to see one's own head displayed on a 50' scale. Pores are huge. My friends had seats under cover, so we didn't get soaked, plus I didn't really pay attention to the game (I really can't understand the appeal of the sport, except for the yummy players in hot outfits. I really liked how everyone in the stadium loves YMCA anthems,

the guys who covered the field impressed me with their efficiency, and I was disappointed when the rain didn't turn the whole game into a wet Tshirt contest with Mike Piazza naked. I think he's with the Yankees, but he might be with the Mets. It doesn't matter, he's really cute.

Posted by G at May 17, 2006 09:45 PM

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I'm sorry, I don't understand. I thought the hot players in nifty uniforms WAS the reason for the game. That and nachos and beer.

Do let us in on your news,I've been praying for you.

Cheers, Joe.

Posted by: Joe at May 17, 2006 11:18 PM

Er, I have a boyfriend? Named Brendan? And I went to the Yankees game?

Posted by: sam at May 18, 2006 02:53 PM

Crap! Sam is right! It was Steve! Steve! Steve has no blog, which is why he has time to go out.

Posted by: glenn at May 18, 2006 05:16 PM

OMG. You actually went to a baseball game?!

*thud*

Piazza used to be with the Mets until last season. He's with the Padres now. The Padres are a baseball team in San Diego. Mike's a catcher. That's the guy crouching behind the batter (the guy with the big stick). The guy in the center of the field (i.e., pitcher) throws a ball at the both of them. Either the batter hits it or the catcher catches it. Usually.

End of baseball lesson for today.

There's some hope for you yet.

Posted by: palochi at May 19, 2006 11:38 AM