I usually write to blow steam off, because most entities (human or businesses) are making poor decisions that influence my day and make it harder than it should be. Translation - they are pissing me off. But today, I wanted to write to let people know what it is that I do like and don't bitch that much about. Don't expect me to go all sports star/MTV/Emmy/Oscar/etc award winner here and be so cliche you want to puke. This is what makes the Schmalex happy. Yes it does happen.
So here we go.....
I am thankful for the culinary creation of chicken wings tossed in a sauce. Deep fried, baked, grilled or smoked. I don't care. Clean 'em, cook 'em, sauce 'em, devour 'em. Hose down you hands and face after a basket of these avian delectables. I only wish they served them at every restaurant. Only if done right though. Hooters can take them off the menu anytime because they make me sick. Might be the rolls (not on the menu). Wings make sports better.
The 6 - 4 - 3 inning ending double play. Of course this makes the other list of top things that piss me off too. It's diverse like that. There is nothing better than getting to a team mentally. I believe this play does that a little bit. Picture this. (if your aren't a baseball fan you may want to move on to #3.) The other team has their 2 hole up first in the bottom of a late inning. They are down by 1 run and are desperate to get something going. Their fans are getting into it now. A hit rips into the outfield for a single and #2 is pumped about his weasel single. In steps scary batter in the 3 spot. He is a guy who can move up the speedy kid on 1st. Been doing it all year. But our guys strikes him out on a 85 mph 12-6 curve dropped from baseball heaven. One out. Now comes trouble. Their big gun. The cleanup hitter. Biggest bat on the team right? Well after a couple of inside pitches with sauce he eventually taps on a change up that dropped off the table, but he is good enough to put wood on it. Great thing for me is he just tapped it up the middle to the SS who flips it to 2B who whips it to 1B. 6-4-3 inning ending, rally stopping, crowd dampening, soul punching double play.
Mom - I mean what more is there to say. If you don't love your mom, then I feel sorry for you for not having what I have had. Best woman in the world. Funny, great cook, sports fan (who cusses at the TV) and a heart so big, this planet can't contain it. I learned a lot about cheering for a job done right rather than bandwagoning for a certain team.
Fox Sports Detroit - Those ESPN weasels simply suck. They steal stories, or make mountains out of molehills in a story, ruin careers on accusations, or simply have horrible announcers for games. I am so happy that Fox Sports Detroit exists. If I had to rely on Weasel network for a Tigers game, I could just save time and go buy an AM radio and listen to it. I mean the Red Sox are playing the vaunted (last place team) or the Yankees are hosting (insert whoever the fuck you want here) so they should definitely be on prime time. I mean a battle for pennant can't mean that much since its the AL Central. FSD gives me all the Tigers games I can handle with Mario and Rod calling from the booth. Even though I miss hearing Ernie Harwell calling games, I love the combo we have now and all the fun they make this game out to be.
NCAA Women's Volleyball - Who doesn't want to see extremely athletic, tall and mostly hot chicks wearing bun-hugger shorts? That's all. PS. It's best when they dive.
The golf clap. Which is all I give this post! Except for her. She gets more than that for those! ------------>>>>
OUT,
Schmalex
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