I'm sleepy.
Last night was a perfect recipe for kickass.
I've been making sandwiches for work this week to cut down on my $7 lunchtime cravings, which adds up to an embarrassing monthly total. So, this weekend I stocked the fridge with pastrami, turkey, lettuce, cheese, and bacon. Also, this gave me an excuse to bust out the mustard my girlfriend got me that claims to be SUPER HOT. That's such a stereotypical guy thing, there. Girl goes on vacation and doesn't bring back a trinket or send a postcard, but delivers mustard. I couldn't be happier. Anyhoo, last night I was going to cook up all that bacon and toss it in a ziplock bag for easy sandwich assembly. 2 lbs of sweet apple smoked bacon. It looked delicious. I didn't have the heart to put it away. I ate it. It was good.
So, fueled on bacon, I got a bit of my bowling swagger back. Not a lot, but I wasn't completely incompetent and while i couldn't get my strike ball with any consistency, I was around the pocket all night so I feel confident that we're moving in the right direction. The American Meat Institute took all 7 points last night making us a virtual lock for the top 4 which is a pretty good position to be in when, as a whole, we've bowled prett terribly. I demand that my team eat bacon to guarantee success going forward...also, so they know what I'm dealing with right now.
Last night's Twins game might be in the top 3 regular season games I've watched. Putting aside the no-hitters or 18 strikeout type games, this has got to be near the top. I answered the phone so I missed the 4th inning. As a result, the game I watched we won 7-1. It was really fun watching it at the bowling alley as everyone was cheering them on. How the hell did our bullpen do that? It's all for nought if we can't take care of the Royals, but in my book we just had a playoff series. I think the most entertaining part of it was watching the young guys get excited. Span and Casilla have never been in a pennant race and Gomez probably has bad memories of last year's Mets team. Speaking of the Mets, they're pulling out all the stops...
I've been making sandwiches for work this week to cut down on my $7 lunchtime cravings, which adds up to an embarrassing monthly total. So, this weekend I stocked the fridge with pastrami, turkey, lettuce, cheese, and bacon. Also, this gave me an excuse to bust out the mustard my girlfriend got me that claims to be SUPER HOT. That's such a stereotypical guy thing, there. Girl goes on vacation and doesn't bring back a trinket or send a postcard, but delivers mustard. I couldn't be happier. Anyhoo, last night I was going to cook up all that bacon and toss it in a ziplock bag for easy sandwich assembly. 2 lbs of sweet apple smoked bacon. It looked delicious. I didn't have the heart to put it away. I ate it. It was good.
So, fueled on bacon, I got a bit of my bowling swagger back. Not a lot, but I wasn't completely incompetent and while i couldn't get my strike ball with any consistency, I was around the pocket all night so I feel confident that we're moving in the right direction. The American Meat Institute took all 7 points last night making us a virtual lock for the top 4 which is a pretty good position to be in when, as a whole, we've bowled prett terribly. I demand that my team eat bacon to guarantee success going forward...also, so they know what I'm dealing with right now.
Last night's Twins game might be in the top 3 regular season games I've watched. Putting aside the no-hitters or 18 strikeout type games, this has got to be near the top. I answered the phone so I missed the 4th inning. As a result, the game I watched we won 7-1. It was really fun watching it at the bowling alley as everyone was cheering them on. How the hell did our bullpen do that? It's all for nought if we can't take care of the Royals, but in my book we just had a playoff series. I think the most entertaining part of it was watching the young guys get excited. Span and Casilla have never been in a pennant race and Gomez probably has bad memories of last year's Mets team. Speaking of the Mets, they're pulling out all the stops...