Last Thursday I went with Gimpy all the way to Norwich to cover CCSU playing in the NEC baseball tournament for the Independent. Of course, since I went they lost their first two games and were eliminated faster than I lose money at the casino. It was hot as balls, and the girl selling shirts for the NEC smelled like she came off a bender the night before. In fact, her and all the reps from the NEC were talking about their drunken escapades, way to properly represent the NEC and make it look classy. It was like when they showed the PSA about how the NEC is doing everything it can to report and prevent sexual assult happening on their college's campuses. Um, how many of your athletes are rapists that you had to make a PSA about this? Nevermind, I probably don't want to know the answer or how many times it was covered up so you had to make this ad. Also, Gimpy kept sneezing really loud during the game right next to me while she was feeding me lunch, not only was it disgusting that she was basically feeding me her snot, but it was so annoying!
On Friday I went to the Mets vs Dodgers game at Citi Field in New York. They spent the whole weekend honoring the 1986 team that won the World Series. That night my worker and I each got a free replica jersey with the number #86 on the back and it looks like the uniform they wore during that season. Hopefully it will fit my fat ass, if not it is going up for sale on Ebay, because after all my bills are paid on June 3rd I will have a whopping $16 left and somehow I have to come up with $30 to pay for Netflix and WWE network, $200 I owe my mom for allowing me to get my gambling fix, and $165 to my friend for my Summerslam ticket. Anyone want to buy a shirt? Click here. Before people bitch I got into the game for free on Thursday since I was covering it for work. The Mets game on Friday and Sunday were paid for in advance as part of my 20 game ticket plan before my mom cut me off. I used the last bit of money I had to pay for some gas and parking at the two Mets games. But I am not kidding the Mets played better when I was not watching. When I went a few weeks ago, they hit two home runs and got the lead when I was not watching. David Wright got the game winning hit right after I left. Before you say it parking and traffic there is a nightmare. So it's easier for me to get back in the van and leave before things get too crazy. Plus, I seem to pick the seats that are in the windiest part of the stadium, so even when it is not cold out it is freezing where I sit. Last night I had to put on a sweatshirt because the wind was constantly blowing on us at about 20 MPH. Then on the way home I was sweating my ass off because you know, it was still in the 70s outside. But guess what happened on Friday? The Mets were winning 5-1 going into the bottom of the eighth when I left. Sure enough, they let up 4 runs in the top of the ninth, before Curtis Granderson hit a home run in the bottom of the ninth to win it. Guess who heard it all on the radio going over the Whitestone Bridge? This crip! Then last night, besides seeing a movie star in the Mom from the movie "What's Eating Gilbert Grape"....Picture to follow this paragraph....the Mets were losing and as soon as I got to the parking lot I heard loud cheering because they tied it up. At least this time, I did not feel as bad because they ended up losing later on. I was happy because I got there early enough to get my 1986 World Series Champions replica ring. I thought they would be cheap and crappy, but they were made by a NY jeweler so they are fairly decent and I am going to keep mine and definitely not sell it on Ebay. Picture also to follow this paragraph.
Finally on Saturday I went to Foxwoods to see The Village People because I got free tickets. For those not cool enough to know they sing "YMCA" "Macho Man" and "In the Navy" Okay so I am pretty sure that most of the original members are retired, dead, or in prison, but it was still a surprisingly fun show. Other than the fact that the guy dressed like a Native American and the guy dressed like a leather biker were too fat to be wearing no shirts! I think the guy dressed in the military outfit might have been an original member because he was so ancient that he could barely move, and he got the loudest applause when introduced. Seriously they have supposedly been touring since 1972. That was 13 years before I was born and I'm 30 almost 31. But I'm pretty sure some of the guys in the band were barely alive then. I did the math on the one that said he was 53, I don't think he was touring with them when he was 7 unless his parents had some serious issues. No wonder, awkward turtle and I were the youngest people in the audience by about two decades. Also, you know you're audience is old when a guy in the band asks how many people were in diapers when the band started, and how many people in the audience are wearing them during the show? Screw that I'm pretty sure the guy in the military costume performing on stage was. Speaking of awkward moments, apparently The Village People made a movie with Steve Guttenburg and Bruce now Caitlyn Jenner called "Can't Stop the Music" in their disco heyday. Besides sounding like the worst idea for a movie with such an awesome cast that I need to watch it...again....come on I have seen "Grease 2"," Cool as Ice", and "From Justin to Kelly" a crap ton of times so you know that I already saw a Village People movie ! The awkward part though is when the cop from The Village People said they were in a movie with Bruce now Caitlyn Jenner....yup he said it just like that...that everybody started laughing. He then got mad at the audience and yelled at them to stop laughing because they were happy Caitlyn finally found herself. I don't think they were laughing about Caitlyn becoming a woman, I think they were laughing at the thought of a disco themed movie starring The Village People, Steve Guttenburg, and Bruce Jenner even being made. Oh well, at least I got a tutorial on how to do a proper YMCA! Awkward turtle tried to make me do it during the song but I wouldn't let her! I forgot to add there was this special needs lady who asked what my name was and awkward turtle told her it was Robert. Despite this, she kept calling me Alex, even though her caretaker kept screaming at her that my name was Robert. Yeah I don't know how my name went from Robert, to Scott, and now Alex. Apparently if you just call me one of those three names I will respond.
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