Yankees Suck
Sorry, I have that phrase stuck in my head. I went to see the Oakland Athletics v. the New York Yankees. Quite an interesting game, I wasn't really invested in either team, and I could have cared less if one team and the other lost. I was invited by a friend, the Singapore Sling, to watch the game, so never one to turn down a free athletic event which is sure to be teeming with men, off I went. After work. Without my nap. I'm a little tired, and I'm going to bed soon.
But the fun thing about baseball games is that they are exciting to watch to those who know what's going on and what's at stake. They're an interesting blend of drunken stupor, bad food, and people bringing weird instruments to show just how much they love (or hate) their team. Nothing of great interest happened during the game, other than it was "Asian Community Night." I was expecting the place to be chock full of cute Asian boys to peruse, however, that was not to happen. Just a Lion Dance before the National Anthem. Damn, tokenized again.
The A's kicked the Yankee's flat little butts. I got to see David Justice, Derek Jeter. I lusted madly, but such is life at the ballpark. Futile efforts at leading the entire stadium in the "wave." 45 minutes to get out of the parking lot. Standing up everytime some ass had to go get some beer or use the bathroom.
Thank god for Pac Bell Park. Now that's baseball.
Voodoo
Saturday, August 11, 2001
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