It has been more than 15 hours, you. Whatever, I LOVE YOU BACK.
(trufax: I just accidenntally typed BASACK instead of "BACK" and considered changing it to "BALLSACK." But then I decided that would be weird. So. Yeah.)
what the fuck, this was amazing, and that's all i've got because my head feels crazy right now.
no really, amazing. i am still stuck on your harden characterization because spot on, man. spot on. and also everything i imagined rick porcello would be.
I'm not even really sure where to start. I loved that it went back and forth between present and past. You get the true sense of it being a bildungsroman that way, by connecting events in Rick's childhood or adolescence reflecting the guy he is now, and it all comes together in this great characterization. I like that he's not in any one category or another, and can't really be pigeonholed. Sometimes he's really gay, other times not so much. It's a great mix.
Even the whole too-mature-for-his-own-good thing is only one facet of his personality. Internally he still has those fearful, hesitant moments, and those were probably my favorite parts of this thing -- when Rick bolts after Ryan kisses him, for example, or the whole scene with Bobby Crosby and him starting to figure things out but he doesn't have all the pieces. I love how he has to almost allow himself to be happy with where he is in life and his career
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I love this. Love. It. I love that it was long so that I could keep fucking reading it.
There's always something about him that immediately pings him as still in his packaging, some shine of cellophane he hasn't figured out how to tear off yet, and he always gets fucking carded, even in the diviest dives where nobody's gotten that treatment since before Derek Jeter was a rookie. Love this. Perfect description.
He hasn't even seen LA or Tampa Bay yet, cities with teams that actually matter Oh man how weird it is to me, that Tampa Bay is now definitively a city with a team that matters.
Ryan Perry's cat!!!!!! !!! !!!!!somemore!!!!!!!!
But they're always like, "Kid, this is where Todd Jones brought us. You too good for Todd Jones? Huh?" Fucking lol. Todd Jones' class did top out at bringing your own keg tap to the party, though, so... accurate.
What Porcello does know is that he just slept with a walking cautionary tale: don't throw so much when you're young or you'll break and stay broken, and people will shake their
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OMG, I have gleeface on and jazzhands of my own over this comment. Dude!
Couple different kinds of cautionary tale, man. I think the biggest one is 'don't fuck your relievers and expect it to end well,' but this story isn't over yet, y'know. Just wait 'til Perry gets traded or something. Then I get to write tragedy or somesuch, and I'd rather write that every day of the week.
I want to go to a Giants fan fest and just ask Panda to hug me. I don't want anybody's signature (okay, maybe Brian Wilson, but I'm not going near Zito's crazy face), I just want a Pablo Sandoval hug.
Oh, crud. I misspelled "Frederick." Wow, self. Glaring fail. Also, yes. That name.
I have such a soft spot for irascible old men. I wish Leyland had gotten a bigger part. Indeed, there was a deleted/aborted scene I may still write that has lots of room for Leylandness.
Thank you so, so much for this glorious comment. This fandom, it appears, gives some damn good comment.
How did I spell it? Jesus, don't pay attention to my spelling in comments, they're usually incoherent. I think you had it right originally, 'Fredrick', with just the one E? Or... huh, actually I have no idea. Wikipedia and Baseball Reference have it spelled differently. And of course the Tigers page doesn't have his full name.
Oh my god now I'm seeing it spelled both ways all over the internet. I DUNNO, MAN.
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THE END.
I'll be back approximately fifteen hours from now to read it all over again.
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(trufax: I just accidenntally typed BASACK instead of "BACK" and considered changing it to "BALLSACK." But then I decided that would be weird. So. Yeah.)
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(well, FYI, you misspelled "accidentally")
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(Wow, I really butchered that word, didn't I? I'm really bad at typing lately, yikes.)
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no really, amazing. i am still stuck on your harden characterization because spot on, man. spot on. and also everything i imagined rick porcello would be.
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I'm not even really sure where to start. I loved that it went back and forth between present and past. You get the true sense of it being a bildungsroman that way, by connecting events in Rick's childhood or adolescence reflecting the guy he is now, and it all comes together in this great characterization. I like that he's not in any one category or another, and can't really be pigeonholed. Sometimes he's really gay, other times not so much. It's a great mix.
Even the whole too-mature-for-his-own-good thing is only one facet of his personality. Internally he still has those fearful, hesitant moments, and those were probably my favorite parts of this thing -- when Rick bolts after Ryan kisses him, for example, or the whole scene with Bobby Crosby and him starting to figure things out but he doesn't have all the pieces. I love how he has to almost allow himself to be happy with where he is in life and his career ( ... )
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Anyway, I forgot to mention --
kissing him so hard he isn'tt not sure that he's not tasting blood.
Think there may be an extra word or two in that sentence?
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There's always something about him that immediately pings him as still in his packaging, some shine of cellophane he hasn't figured out how to tear off yet, and he always gets fucking carded, even in the diviest dives where nobody's gotten that treatment since before Derek Jeter was a rookie. Love this. Perfect description.
He hasn't even seen LA or Tampa Bay yet, cities with teams that actually matter Oh man how weird it is to me, that Tampa Bay is now definitively a city with a team that matters.
Ryan Perry's cat!!!!!! !!! !!!!!somemore!!!!!!!!
But they're always like, "Kid, this is where Todd Jones brought us. You too good for Todd Jones? Huh?" Fucking lol. Todd Jones' class did top out at bringing your own keg tap to the party, though, so... accurate.
What Porcello does know is that he just slept with a walking cautionary tale: don't throw so much when you're young or you'll break and stay broken, and people will shake their ( ... )
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Couple different kinds of cautionary tale, man. I think the biggest one is 'don't fuck your relievers and expect it to end well,' but this story isn't over yet, y'know. Just wait 'til Perry gets traded or something. Then I get to write tragedy or somesuch, and I'd rather write that every day of the week.
I want to go to a Giants fan fest and just ask Panda to hug me. I don't want anybody's signature (okay, maybe Brian Wilson, but I'm not going near Zito's crazy face), I just want a Pablo Sandoval hug.
Oh, crud. I misspelled "Frederick." Wow, self. Glaring fail. Also, yes. That name.
I have such a soft spot for irascible old men. I wish Leyland had gotten a bigger part. Indeed, there was a deleted/aborted scene I may still write that has lots of room for Leylandness.
Thank you so, so much for this glorious comment. This fandom, it appears, gives some damn good comment.
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Oh my god now I'm seeing it spelled both ways all over the internet. I DUNNO, MAN.
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