Maybe I can collect stamps...
The air is getting crisper as evening draws on Boston. The leaves on the trees along Storrow Drive are starting turn yellow and orange, I've never noticed them before. That's right it's fall and that means postseason baseball. For the last thirteen years I've always had something to do in October... I guess I can take up pottery. The Yankees are the greatest franchise in the history of organized sports, I'm not worried about next year, this year was just a slight hiccup that can easily be healed by a cold cup of winter, I mean water. That's about all I'll say on that subject. Now to more pressing matters, like the celebration of the red sux this year after clinching. I watched the coverage on NESN as the game got over, man it was funny. I had douche chills running up and down my spine the entire time. The scene in the clubhouse was crazy! And of course who was the center of attention... Papeldouche! I mean come on man, you've been here before, you're just a whacko. Watching his face as he celebrated, you would have thought he was some pedifial that just got a job at Toys "R" Us, that creepy.
Cut to about half way through the celebration and then three pitchers, (I'm not sure who they were) take off running with champagne to the sux bullpen out in right field. Now for those that don't live in the area, I'll explain the bullpen area for the sux. Whenever a reliever comes in the gate for the bullpen opens and a rotund flatfoot stands outside it and watches the pitcher go in the game, I guess he's there for protection or something like that. When Papaeltard comes in, he and the krueller pump fists. Now these three guys get to the bullpen and who's there but officer McClusky, that's right! Then all of a sudden they start to drench this guy in champagne, I mean soak him up, it was hilarious! But not to be outdone, the Boy Wonder-less comes racing out and does the same to the copper, then the camera follows Douche-LaRouche back to the dugout with these closeups, and he just has this gay as grin and he's pretending to be exhausted and appreciative, it was the best acting I've seen since Martin Sheen tried to do a Boston accent in The Departed and in Kennedy the TV mini series. But he's not down yet, he then goes over to the stands and starts spraying everyone with champagne. What is it with these fans enjoying getting showered with champagne in their street clothes?? How ist that enjoyable for the shmuck that has to take the commuter rail home to Providence smelling of cheap champagne.
I love this pic, you can see like a ten year old kid holding the bottle of champagne that Papelfag just gave him. Just wonderful... well it's New England and the MASSHOLE has to start somewhere.




