another big PHEW in philly

July 7, 2008

Only the Mets can turn a 10-1 laugher into EXTREME AGITA NAILBITING BOTTOM OF THE NINTH GAME-WINNING RUN AT THE PLATE. What in the hell, Armas/Heilman/Wagner?! This team, I swear, is trying to kill me. I almost died last night. Didn’t realize my Great Mets Offense-induced coma almost turned life-threatening.

And then Goddam Jayson Werth comes up to face Billy Wagner as the game-winning run. A day after he hit the game-tying run in the bottom of the ninth. Of course, of course. I expected the worst, because you know the old saying about history repeating itself. I would like my new saying of “Billy Wagner should never pitch against the Phillies” to become as firmly entrenched.

But thankfully, that didn’t happen. Thankfully, Werth flied to right. Thankfully, the Mets held on for a 10-9 victory, move a game above .500, win the series, and pull to within 2.5 behind the Phils.

Phew. Thank fucking God.

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lol@this game

June 11, 2008

I mean really. Pelfrey pitches a gem? Wags blows it by giving up a 3-run homer? Beltran hits a walk-off homer in the 13th?

Sure, okay.

Man I feel drunk.


no, YOU be fit

June 10, 2008

So hands up, who else received the email regarding Willie Randolph’s appearance for BeFitNYC? My first immediate thought was, “Oh ho ho, I’m glad to see Willie is so concerned about New Yorkers’ well-being when THE METS WON’T EVEN SEND RYAN CHURCH TO THE DL AFTER HIS SECOND CONCUSSION.”

And then they finally did.

The BeFitNYC thing coincides with my rediscovered love of not being a fatass. This past Saturday morning as I was OMG SWEATING WAY TOO MUCH, I thought “Well, as long as I’m sweating I might as well do something productive.” So I went for a run. This was my first run in over a year, when I went to visit California and ended up running down the Santa Monica beach with my best friend just about every day. I came back to New York with the full intent of continuing. Then I realized that parts of my neighborhood are like Little Chechnya, and instead of a nice oxygen-filled sea breeze I was inhaling exhaust and garbage stench. So, not so fun. Also I was lazy. But considering the weekend was WTF SO HOT ALL OF A SUDDEN, I decided to start up again and maybe lose some weight and feel better about myself.

So, I was interested in seeing what BeFitNYC recommended for athletic things to do in my neighborhood. The following conversation then took place:

me: i wonder what neighborhood fit things exist in east williamsburg
something involving cocaine, i bet
Stan: haha
staying slim and being fit aren’t exactly the same
me: lol this shit just suggested i go play softball at the marcy playground
i smell sex and mugging

And now, just because, The Hipster Olympics: