It’s Just Not Fair
I am just ever so patiently waiting to go to the new Twins stadium to see them play. As some may know, I was in Europe for about 25 days or something. Originally planned as a 19 day trip to visit and travel with my lady friend, I was grounded by an Icelandic volcano that shut down airports all over Europe. Luckily, I had a place to stay, and good company. I was supposed to be back on the 19th, which meant I would be able to go to the Twins game on the 20th. But, volcano. I had even bought a ticket, that left an empty seat where my butt could have been. But my butt was in Ireland, which is probably the more preferable of the two places.
I just wish that Major League Baseball would change around the schedule. I’m back now, I’m ready to see a live game. So just change this Detroit series to here, and we’ll be doing just fine. I really don’t want to wait until next week. That’s just not fair, Baseball. I’ve been so loyal to you. I haven’t fallen in love with other sports, I don’t claim any other as my true lover. I just don’t get why you can’t work with me here.
I guess Baseball and I’s relationship is more like prostitution. I give her money, and she gives me satisfaction. If she’s out turning tricks elsewhere, well I guess I just have to wait my turn. You dirty whore, Baseball.