I always had a hard time articulating my love for baseball relative to football. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy football greatly, and follow it passionately when in season. I love my Pats, and the joyous barbeques they bring and cause.
But let's get one thing straight right now.
Football is no baseball, and it never will be. At least not for me.
For me, football is pablum when steak is not available. It is brown, when orange is sold out.
As I (frequently) get into battles with football fans, I usually fail miserably.
Untill now.
I have finally figured out a way to express my feelings for baseball versus football. Interestingly, it came to me in the form of a comparative statement. So, here it is.
My Baseball Comparative Statement
Baseball is to football as chess is to foxy boxing.
I think that works rather well. Of course, I invite all opinions on the matter.
Meanwhile, the Sox are 0-2, and Barry Fucking Bonds* is still roaming the planet, albeit on crutches (coincidence? Maybe Barry Fucking Bonds, as the piece of dog shit he is, is using the "injury" as time to allow his head to shrink back down to a normal human's head before resuming his pitiful subterfuge of denial.)
But I don't even care. I'll be in Boston soon (two days) hanging with the posse, awaiting Opening Day (fa-la-la-la-la-la-la) and the purchase of my shiny new jersey. (Who to get? I haven't decided.)
See you wacky cheeseburgers and hamburgers soon.
A.
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