Sounds of Interleague
INTERLEAGUE BASEBALL BRINGS A DIFFERENT STYLE OF PLAY TO AN AUDIENCE UNACCUSTOMED TO SEEING IT
Hoowwee Becky Jane. I sure do love me that newfangled brand o baseball they play over thar in the Merican league. They got this thing called the Dedicate Hitter. Why he don't even go out and play ball half the game. He just sits on a bench and chews his tobacco between innings.
"Why that sounds like you, Cletus."
"I don't reckon he can whittle like me, though."
"Dude, check it out. There's this team playing against the Indians tonight and they're like SO old school. They wear these totally retro high socks--they are so totally metrosexual. And here's the best part. They let the pitcher hit. I mean how unbelievable is that?
INTERLEAGUE MATCHES UP TRADITIONAL RIVALS
"Hey Bob, those rat bastards from Detroit are coming to town to take on our beloved Diamondbacks. Want to go to the game?"
"Of course. I've already got my face painted, and I've been working on my Tigers Suck chant. Listen: Tigers Suck. Tigers Suck."
"That's fantastic. Where did you learn it?"
"From some friends in Detroit."
"Senator Nelson, is there any chance I might use the luxury box at RFK this weekend?"
"This weekend? Heavens no. Our traditional rival, the Toronto Blue Jays are coming to town. I wouldn't miss it for the world. It's the biggest party in all of Washington."
"Hey Gary, do you want to go see the Twins game tonight. The Brewers are in town for another old-fashioned midwest barn burner. I gotta tell you, I can't stand those Milwaukeeites. They walk around like they're the most important city in the midwest that starts with M. They act like they've never even heard of Moline."
"Man, I can't stand those bastards in San Diego. One day of rain and they start complaining about how the sky is falling. Get them up here to Seattle for a week and you'd think they'd melt. I hope the Mariners kick their sunburned asses.
Hoowwee Becky Jane. I sure do love me that newfangled brand o baseball they play over thar in the Merican league. They got this thing called the Dedicate Hitter. Why he don't even go out and play ball half the game. He just sits on a bench and chews his tobacco between innings.
"Why that sounds like you, Cletus."
"I don't reckon he can whittle like me, though."
"Dude, check it out. There's this team playing against the Indians tonight and they're like SO old school. They wear these totally retro high socks--they are so totally metrosexual. And here's the best part. They let the pitcher hit. I mean how unbelievable is that?
INTERLEAGUE MATCHES UP TRADITIONAL RIVALS
"Hey Bob, those rat bastards from Detroit are coming to town to take on our beloved Diamondbacks. Want to go to the game?"
"Of course. I've already got my face painted, and I've been working on my Tigers Suck chant. Listen: Tigers Suck. Tigers Suck."
"That's fantastic. Where did you learn it?"
"From some friends in Detroit."
"Senator Nelson, is there any chance I might use the luxury box at RFK this weekend?"
"This weekend? Heavens no. Our traditional rival, the Toronto Blue Jays are coming to town. I wouldn't miss it for the world. It's the biggest party in all of Washington."
"Hey Gary, do you want to go see the Twins game tonight. The Brewers are in town for another old-fashioned midwest barn burner. I gotta tell you, I can't stand those Milwaukeeites. They walk around like they're the most important city in the midwest that starts with M. They act like they've never even heard of Moline."
"Man, I can't stand those bastards in San Diego. One day of rain and they start complaining about how the sky is falling. Get them up here to Seattle for a week and you'd think they'd melt. I hope the Mariners kick their sunburned asses.
posted by John Rosenthal @ 6:07 AM
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