Comedy is where you find it. Girls talking baseball is one place.
My stepmother, who
was knitting during Saturday's first World Series game, started discussing the
Sox bullpen with me when Bobby Jenks was brought in to shut down the Astros at the end. Stop rolling your eyes.
We were talking about how big the
Jenks kid was. Okay, fat. A tub o' guts. His size and shape reminded me
of a slim David Wells,
although that may be an oxymoron. Jenks is also so young and so new to
the
White Sox, they could call him Baby Jenks. If he does drugs, they could
call him High Jenks.
That wasn't the funny part. I know, hurry up
and get to it.
I had never seen a pitcher
throw
that hard in a game. Despite the pressure of the crowd and the worldwide audience, he blew away some prime meat
in the middle of the Astros' lineup to earn a save.
Hey, that sounded kind of sportswriter-ish.
His 100 mph fast ball left
skidmarks. His dominance
reminded my stepmom of Randy "The Big Unit" Johnson, the formerly
invincible Astros' pitcher who's now with the Yankees.
Okay, here it comes -- the
funny part.
Like most women, myself included, who find a lot of pro sports nicknames unfathomable without someone to translate
their meaning, she looked up from the pretty purple scarf she was
working on and asked, "Why do they call him The Big Eunuch?"
Now that's funny. But she wasn't done.
Throughout the game Fox had cameras
and graphics for everything from a strike locator to a worm's eye view
just in front of the plate.
I found the attention to detail entertaining. I'm not sure she had the
same experience. After the last out, she wondered , "Who is this Rusty
Arms guy?"
I am not making any of this this up.
4 comments:
well, that 'rusty arms' theory was pretty quickly put to rest, wasn't it? jENKS REMINDED ME OF A RELIEF PITCHER FROM THE 60S ... dICK rADATZ
I finally understand why Randy Johnson walks around with that perpetual scowl.
My late Mother, my 19 yr old daughter, and I are the ONLY females in my world who LOVE baseball. It has been such a treat for me when you write about it. Go Astro's! (Sorry)
of course, genuine congratulations on our shared vivi'tude nomination are hereby issued to you from the Floralilian compound.
And the Official Vivi-tude Proclamation on the whole sordid matter is hereby issued as well.
do stop by.
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