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littlestclouds December 23 2004, 05:50:05 UTC
since i've been reduced to a babbling fool i'll just highlight the parts that made me want to crawl into a hole and die.

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Munson hangs up, his hands shaking, and his arms, and his legs, his whole body, chattering, unloosed, and it’s a long time before he can convince himself that Eric Chavez isn’t trying to drive him insane just so that he’ll have some company.

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and it’s weird because it’s still not even a question, that Eric Chavez will be a star, that Munson will be left behind, again and again, not even a question.

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“Dude, the only thing I ever had to do to get a good draft was show up and play better than you did. Which, trust me, was not some giant fucking accomplishment. When you get to the majors, you’ll see, you’ll fucking learn where you really fall. Oh, but excuse the fuck out of me. Shoulda said if you get to the majors.”

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“I didn’t mean it,” he says desperately, and Munson’s shirt is pulled taut in his hands, Munson still straining away from him. “None of that is true, Munce, I promise it’s not. We’re the same ( ... )

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lastcatastrophe December 27 2004, 21:13:53 UTC
Munson looks at him angrily. “I had one once, motherfucker,” he answers, and Chavez at least has the good grace to flush at that.

ow.

He’s feeling so weak and stupid that he could just fucking cry.

oh, kid.

even now, he’s such a good guy.

and you're a fucking asshole, congratulations.

He’s still half-asleep and he thinks, ‘I fell in love with my best friend, I’m so lucky.’

huh. lucky. not the first thing that came to mind, but.

He leaves before Munce wakes up, and it takes Munson four days of scrubbing with industrial lava soap and not fucking his girlfriend before he can get Eric Chavez’s name off his body, and by that time Chavez is already in Arizona.

have I mentioned that you kill me?

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edited to close parentheses properly candle_beck October 13 2008, 14:46:14 UTC
dude! so i know you've been tearing through all the fic (seriously kid, you are ripping the hell out of that list) but i didn't know if you'd find this one as it is the longest story ever and not on the oakland a's slash list. but i really wanted you to find it, because it is right up your alley.

and, like, here is the thing. as i say, no real time to do justice to all your comments right now (i'll try and respond to one or two a night if i am not sick with exhaustion (i just got transferred to a campaign office an hour closer to where i'm staying, which obviously does wonders for my extremely scant free time)), but i wanted to let you know that every one of them is awesome. because dude, you're going through the exact same stuff we all went through ( ... )

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Re: edited to close parentheses properly candle_beck October 14 2008, 13:38:28 UTC
a haunted baseball park? dude, that would be five miles beyond awesome. sam all making fun of dean for throwing like a girl. the ghost of ty cobb spiking people to death (ty cobb was one of the best hitters ever, but also widely recognized to be batshit insane; some big medical journal once used him as an example of dissociative personality disorder).

also, my lil bro plays professional soccer (you and your 'football') with the kansas city wizards, so you know i am down. I tried to get him to put his attention to baseball, but no such luck.

it is excellent that you are from australia, by the way. we are like an international community of filth purveyors and enjoyers.

we are getting hella excited about the election too. i'm out here in colorado trying to change this redneck cowboy state blue (democratic), which is an upward climb but going pretty well. 21 days, baby! barack and roll!

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