Sunday, September 16, 2007

I definitely have a new favorite player.

Couple of things, you gutter punk:

1) Don't get autographs of Yankee players. In fact, don't get autographs of Red Sox players. Read a book or learn how to talk to girls.

2) Your parents named you "Griffin." No Yankee player can ever play a bigger prank on you than that.

2 comments:

Scuba Mc said...

That story made my night. That's f'n hilarious.

Darren Felzenberg said...

http://news.bostonherald.com/news/regional/general/view.bg?articleid=1031894&format=comments

The comments almost deserve their own blog entry.

Is it classy to go to the newspaper whining about your problems?

Is it classy to send your kid into a locker room to bother pro athletes?

I can't pinpoint what is classy and what is not. But I know it's a word that gets thrown around way too much. I also know it typically involves drawing less attention to yourself rather than sending your kid to the newspapers with a Sad Face.

Was it classy for Hinske to barrel over Posada? It was lots of things, but it wasn't classy. Even if Hinske said some nice things to Posada afterward, the classy thing would have been to quietly allow yourself to be tagged out. Maybe invite the Yankees over your house afterwards for tea and a rousing discussion of the modern cinema.

If you are raising a child so that a ballplayer is his role model, you are not classy. Of all the ballplayers in the world, pick an unknown entity, a Yankee DH/OF with about sixty career at-bats. He's supposedly the role model of a 10-yr.-old Boston Red Sox fan.