Game on. Tonight, in the next 20 minutes to be exact, we have our first Game Seven of the 2006 MLB playoffs. Asking around, you’d think that some sportsfolks might think these Game 7’s are the second coming of Christ. I mean, I think you might actually be able to hear Joe Buck splooging in his pants right now.
Seriously, who cares about friggin Game 7 of the NLCS? Two things create this apathetic attitude. On the sports level, let’s all be real clear here – winning the NLCS for the past 15 years has been somewhat like winning the lottery on Death Row. Sure, you have this immense feeling of luck and success, and yet you end up just getting killed in the end anyways. Yes, the National League is a better brand of baseball. And yes, the American League seems to be the home run derby of the professional ranks, making it the highlight of everything wrong with today’s game. Despite this, the NL just plain sucks. There is no long winded explanation needed. Pure and simple.
On a more personal level, Fox and MLB have made a grave mistake in pitting the likely single Game 7 of the postseason against what has quickly become the new cocaine of the 21st Century – Grey’s Anatomy. People who watch that show remind of crackwhores – they’d be willing to go down on anyone of anything just to get their weekly fix. It makes me sick. But what do I know?
I watch professional wrestling…
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