Well, it's beautiful outside.
You know what that means: Opening day for baseball is on its way.
For some reason, I wake up and immediately start thinking about baseball. Oh, how good it would be to sit at a game under that warm sun--overpriced beer in one hand, overloaded hotdog in the other and fabulous company sitting around you so that you may wax philosophic on sports, love, sex and life. Tiger Stadium would be better, but Comerica will do.
Baseball has a quiet beauty that even Brad Pitt can't overshadow--and that is a fact, my friends.
So here's to a day of classes where I will be staring out the window [well, for the classes that have windows... ug], wishing it were April 4th and that I were watching the glorious Detroit Tigers in a sun-shiney day.
You know what that means: Opening day for baseball is on its way.
For some reason, I wake up and immediately start thinking about baseball. Oh, how good it would be to sit at a game under that warm sun--overpriced beer in one hand, overloaded hotdog in the other and fabulous company sitting around you so that you may wax philosophic on sports, love, sex and life. Tiger Stadium would be better, but Comerica will do.
Baseball has a quiet beauty that even Brad Pitt can't overshadow--and that is a fact, my friends.
So here's to a day of classes where I will be staring out the window [well, for the classes that have windows... ug], wishing it were April 4th and that I were watching the glorious Detroit Tigers in a sun-shiney day.
3 Comments:
hmmm sounds like something we could bring the trainees to... opening game?
Momo's a big baseball fan, we should make it a trip.
shut the hell up, youre still stuck in 2 feet of snow! hahaha!!!
HAHAHHAAH!! hahahhahahahahhahaha!!!
whatever, dude. it's not that snowy anymore. There's hardly any snow out there.
Stop being bitter because you know this is the best time of year and you're MISSING it--except when you come back for Casino Night, RIGHT?
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