The gekko and I found the sunshine lustrous, the jalapeños mild, and the players' uniform pants' butts unflattering. The beer was Bud, but they also had Anchor Steam. The lady selling lemonade was from Washington D.C. and couldn't imagine what else I could do in Scottsdale all weekend besides go to baseball games. Camelback Mountain peeked down at us over the third base line roof.
Cain and Posey started the game. Posey garnered a lot of applause just for being there. Brandon Belt belted a superfluous late-innings home run. The Reds were not inspiring and lost the game; by which time I was more than ready to go, but I have a principle against leaving ballgames before the final pitch.
I'm just poasting because everything's really good, and going to a Giants game in desert spring weather makes it all even better.
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Awesome shades, the both a youze! Thanks for sharing fun in sun pic. :)
And the Giants won! Whoo hoo!
Did you see Gregor Blanco steal one? How about Pagan? What about the pitching? Come on! I need details. Nevermind the goddamn uniform pants, what about the pitching?
Nothing remarkable. Each team got ten hits. Sanchez and Posey are on the mend. This new guy Melky did well. The weather was perfect. Being Scottsdale, there were more black people on the field than in the stands. What else you wanna know?
Who started? How many innings? Were the pitches breaking? Location? Were they around the plate, or were the Reds hitting bad pitches?
Cain. We were just past 1st so wasn't watching that closely. I had more important things to drink.
Recap at the Sporting News.
No, waitaminute! The goddamn uniform pants are important!
First of all, they make the players' asses look fat. No, really! And secondly, they don't do enough to show how gorgeous some a them guys' legs might be. Baggy where they ought not be, tight and awkward where they ought not be. They are all wrong!
Anchor Steam tain't bad but they had Lienies on other visits. No Big Butt Beer, though.
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