I’ve been neglecting this blog, I know. I’ve been busy doing non-baseball related things. Last week I tried to write a post about all the kids on the team. My problem was (and still is) whenever I attempt to write something Pat Benatar’s “Love Is a Battlefield” gets stuck in my head. When that happens the limited creative writing skills I might have are sucked into a Benatar black hole. I apologize if I just got that song in your head now.
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong.........
Okay sorry again. So tonight begins my mini Mets marathon. I’ll be going to the next four games. Tonight Brian Stokes will be pitching. I think I’ve seen every single pitcher the Mets have had on their 25 man-roster this year—Oh! Except for Maine and Santana. What is that about??? Although it looks like Santana will be on the mound for the last of the four games in D.C. (If anyone has any tips or suggestions for Nationals Park please let me know. Thanks!) Unfortunately my dreams of Paul LoDuca playing left field this game were shattered last week when the Nats released him. Oh well… I’ll have to settle for just yelling to Nicky or Danny in left field. No complaints from me there. (Love is a battlefield.) Also extra bonus it’s Teddy Roosevelt t-shirt night. If you’re reading this you probably know about the Presidents Race at Nationals Stadium. And you probably know that poor Teddy never ever wins. I think Tuesday could be his night. I’m a big Teddy groupie. Well, I suppose as big as I could be without actually being a Nats fan.
I used to try to dance like they did in the video… with my shoulders shaking and everything. I was cool.