Where are the farewell-to-Shea stories??

and people wonder why i love this guy. that. was. awesome.

 

Wrigley is a magnificent place .. but it was better without lights.

Fenway is a magnificent place ... but it was better without Monster seats.

And Dickens proves that changing your name here doesn't mean you aren't still a douchebag.

 

You're right. And being a douchebag is something with which you're eminently familiar. Being old and incontinent, too.

 

I've got no idea what he was getting at there with that piss-fueled rant, but I laughed anyway.

 

i'm still giggling.

i just wished he would have mentioned fresca.

 

It's why I stay up so late every night.

 

My mom took my brother and I to a doubleheader in late April one year. We could have counted the number of people there if we had chosen to take the time. Instead, we huddled under one blanket, it flurried, and we sat behind the third-base dugout so I could see Brook.

Then there was the time we went early for Meet the Indians day. Brook sat on the front end of a long table, and I was too shy to even have my picture taken with him. Cory Snyder was next, then Ed Wojna (why do I remember that). We got Steve Olin's autograph (my brother on a stuffed bear, me on a program). I still have that program. It makes me sad a little bit, the same reason I have to turn a game off anytime a submariner comes in.

There you go, spnited.

 

Really, Mikey? That's why? That and nothing else?

 

Well, surely not to get laid.

 

Wasn't where I was going with that ...

 

But at least we got the gimme out of the way.