World Series - Lowest rated ever
Really no surprise when you think about it. Two teams nobody really gives a crap about going at it and one of them not even putting up a fight. Man, all those Red Sox fans aren't going to have anything to be extremely annoyingly giddy about for at least another year. I feel sorry for those bastards. They probably thought they had a baseball dynasty on their hands. But the spotlight is gone, having moved on to another team, this one in Chicago, and not even the right one. If it were the Cubs you can bet there would have been more viewers. Aside from Roger Clemins, who is so good all the time, he's easy to overlook, there's nobody compelling to watch if you don't live in the greater Houston Metropolitan area. I will say this. They had some pretty good camera angles this year. But when the long-awaited Yankees and/or Red Sox didn't make it, the series was doomed. And the White Sox are a good team, make no mistake. But people don't care about that. People want to watch the teams they grew up watching or hearing about.
On to basketball season. Last year I was in Los Angeles, watching the daily drama that only a team with the likes of Kobe Bryant can produce. The man should have his own reality show, with all the drama he creates. Anyway, they should be decent, but now I live in Orlando, which means two things, my non-existent readers. I will actually be able to get tickets to games, and I will be watching a terrible team I could give a crap about. I have many friends on the team of course, who will be buying me lap dances at the strip clubs after the games, but that doesn't mean I'm going to have respect for them on the court if they get dusted by the likes of Atlanta.
I'm rounding into shape for the season by being snarky to everyone I meet, insulting them at the basest level, just to get the juices flowing. Doing that can get one into trouble. Like getting your teeth knocked out. My teeth aren't real though, so it doesn't matter. I lost them in a drug fueled poker tournament in 1974 when I was overdosed on PCP. No, the teeth I have now are wood and they fall out all the time, so it really doesn't matter if I get punched in the face. One just fell out as I write this.
Oh well, rest in peace, baseball season.
I'm gone.
On to basketball season. Last year I was in Los Angeles, watching the daily drama that only a team with the likes of Kobe Bryant can produce. The man should have his own reality show, with all the drama he creates. Anyway, they should be decent, but now I live in Orlando, which means two things, my non-existent readers. I will actually be able to get tickets to games, and I will be watching a terrible team I could give a crap about. I have many friends on the team of course, who will be buying me lap dances at the strip clubs after the games, but that doesn't mean I'm going to have respect for them on the court if they get dusted by the likes of Atlanta.
I'm rounding into shape for the season by being snarky to everyone I meet, insulting them at the basest level, just to get the juices flowing. Doing that can get one into trouble. Like getting your teeth knocked out. My teeth aren't real though, so it doesn't matter. I lost them in a drug fueled poker tournament in 1974 when I was overdosed on PCP. No, the teeth I have now are wood and they fall out all the time, so it really doesn't matter if I get punched in the face. One just fell out as I write this.
Oh well, rest in peace, baseball season.
I'm gone.
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