because i am in le goode moode...
Hey hey hey, Macha's an All-Star. That's pretty cool.
I GOT TO PLAY TODAY. A whole game for once in forever, and look what happens. Four for five, bitches. Mmmhm. Now you remember why I don't benchsit. Maybe now I can steal some playing time back from Dan Johnson... Bwahaha. Though really, I'm having quite a bit of fun playing Yoda to his Luke Skywalker - at least that's how Macha described my "job." I get plenty of opportunities to play those rookie-type mean jokes on the poor boy, and I'm getting invaluable insight from Mark nowadays, hazing extraordinaire. In fact, it's not been limited to Dan. I couldn't resist sticking one of those little comic thingies from a bubblegum package in Nicky's helmet yesterday. Heh... Anyway, the training's going just fine for me, seeing as he pretty much knows exactly what he's doing, and the coaches provide him with all the valuable baseball knowledge he needs. I'm getting payed to sit around and get fat, basically. Need me much he does not. My only true complaint is that I wasn't provided floppy, green ears to complete my Yoda look. Hm. I should get on Macha about that.
Speaking of Mr. All-Star Macha, I'm going to leave now and finish trying to sway the All-Star voting in Mark's favor. He is far too incredible a center-fielder to not get noticed just because he's on a small-market team. Ciao!