Monday, October 18, 2004
Things like this make me hate sports. No not the fact the Yankees lost. Not the fact that it went twelve innings. I'm sure it was a heck of a game. Not even the fact that this Mariano Rivera, who is supposed to be a very good closer, lost the game.
Heck, I don't even care enough about sports enough to dislike them.
It's the fact that this marathon of a game lasted long enough that I had to hear it on the radio for several hours at work last night. I guess that the Yankees are paying their players to dang much to afford a TV network AND an FM radio station.
Do you know why man invented FM radio? Cause AM sucks. I got to listen last night as a fellow employee picked out choice phrases between what sounded like to me, a jet engine and two other radio stations overlapping.
Another co-worker actually found some aluminum foil and attached it to the antenna to make a dish about a foot wide. Yet still it sounded just as crappy.
So crappy that three people actually asked me what we were trying to listen to.
My answer? Cambodia.
I hate sports nuts. As if you are going to hear the game of the lifetime at work and say to your grandchildren, "I remember it like it was yesterday. I was sweeping the floor at the same time they were sweeping the pennant." Or some other crappy job like that. If it is so dang important, call in sick. You're not working anyway.
The funniest part was when I think that they figured out that I was turning it off every time I walked by the radio. Eventually it got to the point that no one would leave me alone with it. I wish that they had though. One more time and I would have stolen the cord.
Don't worry though. I'll get to have some fun. If they leave me alone with the radio tonight, I'll be playing the good stuff. I'll be playing selections from my own personal collection of country music. And to me, it ain't no good if it doesn't make you want to drink.
Heck, I don't even care enough about sports enough to dislike them.
It's the fact that this marathon of a game lasted long enough that I had to hear it on the radio for several hours at work last night. I guess that the Yankees are paying their players to dang much to afford a TV network AND an FM radio station.
Do you know why man invented FM radio? Cause AM sucks. I got to listen last night as a fellow employee picked out choice phrases between what sounded like to me, a jet engine and two other radio stations overlapping.
Another co-worker actually found some aluminum foil and attached it to the antenna to make a dish about a foot wide. Yet still it sounded just as crappy.
So crappy that three people actually asked me what we were trying to listen to.
My answer? Cambodia.
I hate sports nuts. As if you are going to hear the game of the lifetime at work and say to your grandchildren, "I remember it like it was yesterday. I was sweeping the floor at the same time they were sweeping the pennant." Or some other crappy job like that. If it is so dang important, call in sick. You're not working anyway.
The funniest part was when I think that they figured out that I was turning it off every time I walked by the radio. Eventually it got to the point that no one would leave me alone with it. I wish that they had though. One more time and I would have stolen the cord.
Don't worry though. I'll get to have some fun. If they leave me alone with the radio tonight, I'll be playing the good stuff. I'll be playing selections from my own personal collection of country music. And to me, it ain't no good if it doesn't make you want to drink.
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