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induced nausea

four things that have sent me reeling recently:

* the bizarre revelation that a new co-worker recently had a date with the sometime-lesbian ex-girlfriend of my mostly-lesbian ex-girlfriend.

* the punishing toll of too many Hurricanes consumed in too short a period of time during this past weekend's Crawfish boil. the crawfish, and all the accoutrements (sausage, corn, potatoes), were quite good however, and sucking the head isn't as sktchy as it sounds.

* being referred to as an adult - by my friends no less.

* some brain-dead waste of fresh air calling Kaz Matsui a "gook" (and just about every Astro player as a "faggot") while youthlarge was sitting directly in front of him. a quick apology was enough to avoid a noisy confrontation, but not enough to erase the mental nausea that can be all too common at sporting events in New York, or anywhere for that matter. it was bad enough that the Mets seemed completely unprepared for 55,000 people to show up today; that it took 30 minutes just to get though the gate; that there was a 20-minute delay in the 6th inning because the advertisement in centerfield coldn't be made into the necessary black backdrop again; that the large gentleman next to me encroached onto my seat so much that i was forced to lean uncomfortable for 3+ hours; that there was no coffee by the 7th inning when the air temperature started to drop. hearing all that garbage was worse than the rest of it combined. there's a lot of dickheads in the world.

Comments

Suck the heads and bite the tails, dagnamy!* Between you and the Yankees' "Cotton Eyed Joe(y)" NYC seems to be full of extras from The Waterboy.
*Never try it with the source material for steak though.

Baseball stadiums always seem to run out of hot beverages - early in the season and at playoff time. You'd think that powdered hot chocolate and instant coffee would be pretty tough to mess up, but across the country they somehow consitently manage to find a way.

yeah, yesterday was pretty bad at the game.

i actually was at first mad at sujan for yelling at the guys but she was definitely right. i guess if they had yelled that ausmus was a kike, i would have just chalked it up to obnoxious assholes and not have said anything. the fact that they were called on their behavior was the right thing. i guess i just didn't feel like it escalating from there. but they immediately stopped and all was well. in fact, sujan heard one of the guys giving a hard time to his friend for his offensiveness. why he didn't say that earlier is beyond me though. we should have called them on their bullshit homophobic baiting as well but it is almost par for the course in big games in new york and i just try to tune it out.

and i'm sorry about the big dude next to you. he was such a jerk as well. we should have taken turns sitting next to him. sujan and i actually have moved our season tickets on sundays because of the exact same scenario. did you notice that when you left in the 8th that he immediatly left too? i guess he didn't want to be part of a game that didn't involve crowding you.

but i disagree on one point, the billboard problem in the 6th was fantastic.

the billboard thing was highly entertaining. i guess i was just pissed because i ended up having to leave before the game ended (lousy work).

i don't think i've ever managed to get a coffee or hot chocolate at shea. they are always sold out. how they managed to be sold out by the first game of the season should be chalked up as par for the course i guess. instant cocoa does not go bad for a while. all you need is not water and you're set - shouldn't they be buying in bulk to save on cost anyway?

you're right, we should have given those oafs shit for their homophobia as well. listen, when you've had 9 year olds walk past you mumbling "c-h-i-n-k" it's kind of hard not to say anything to the people who are obviously feeding this stuff to their children.

i loved the billboard snafu. it gave us our first taste of dugout dancer pedro.