Sunday, April 29, 2007

drafty goodness

well, the nfl draft is over, and the fallout is raining down. the best news to come out of this is that randy moss got traded to the patriots: aka emily now has a reason to watch pats games! i love randy moss, he's not only super good but a real full-of-himself asshole. my type of guy. he's apparently concerned that he will never win a superbowl, which the raiders will not do for a long time. from the article: "The feeling is that the New England locker room includes enough acknowledged leaders and high-character guys that Moss will not pose a threat." toning down his behavior will not kill his game, but i'm still hoping for some crazy antics in boston by mr. moss.

in other nfl news, jamarcus russell got the first pick, beating out brady quinn as the hot new quarterback. this makes me ecstatic. besides his bizarre first name, russell was barely talked up before the draft, despite his amazing arm and great career at lsu. in fact, lsu did pretty well in the draft, getting four players picked in the first round. meanwhile, quinn got picked 22nd, which apparently really sucked for him. i really have no sympathy for bratty white quarterbacks who get hero designations at the age of 17. so despite his magazine covers and "the next tom brady" subtitle, he settled for the low side of the draft. ha.

and oh my god cards reliever josh hancock died in a car crash. this is the space i was going to reserve for mocking that particular team for scoring a single run against my awful awful team yesterday, but instead i'll not be tacky. so, uh, yeah, take care of yourselves chickball nation.

Friday, April 27, 2007

I paint my sock all the time. It makes me look badass.

Now that schoolwork has ended and I have a job, Chickball is back on my radar. Here are some fleeting thoughts, in no particular order...

- Only in Boston could this story cause such a ruckus. I really could care less, first of all. And second of all, rumor has it both Doug Mirabelli and Curt Schilling are huge jerks. And seeing the two of them so PO-ed about the whole thing is highly amusing.

- David Halberstam, you will be missed. It's always sad when someone so unbelievably talented passes away, but he was one of those writers who made me stop and think, "Wow. That is one of the most beautifully crafted things I have ever read."

- Seeing the Yankees' pitching staff in its current state hasn't given me as much pleasure as I thought it would. Knowing those Yanks, they'll bounce back after the All-Star break and cause mass anxiety across Red Sox Nation.

- I was so fortunate as to be in attendance at Sunday night's Red Sox-Yankees game. During that third inning (the back-to-back-to-back-t0-back one), I thought the park would implode. Literally. Thank you, Chase Wright, for making me one of the lucky 35,000 or so people to witness such a historic evening in person.

Sunday, April 22, 2007

a brief list

1. Finished my 60-page master's thesis draft.
2. The Sox just hit four home runs in a row, tying the ML record.
3. Theo Epstein is looking smokin' hot, as always.
4. It's going to top 80 degrees in Boston tomorrow.

Life, my friends, is good.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

wherein our true intentions are revealed

Welcome to the Parallel Universe of Pink.

Here, you can watch as Pam espouses her love for Tim McCarver, Amy writes passionate love notes to A-Rod, Emily proposes to Peyton Manning, Beth slips Jeter her number, and Suzie replaces all her photos of Theo Epstein with NY Post cut-outs of, like, George Steinbrenner's male nurse or something.

Have at it, girls.

Edited, 4/2/07 -- We hope you all enjoyed our 4/1/07 edition. A screenshot of the page has been preserved for posterity.