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May 16, 2006
A Blast from the Past: The Fool Family Goes to an Angels Game
Picture it, Anaheim, California, sometime in the early 1990s....
Papa Fool, Mama Fool, Brother Fool, Sister Fool, and I are sitting about fifteen rows behind the Angels’ dugout. There’s a runner on second base with two outs. As Angel shortstop Dick Schofield strolls to the plate, the public address announcer’s booming voice fills the stadium. “Now batting, the Shortstop, Dick Schoooooooofield!”
This is the moment Brother Fool and I have been waiting for! Papa Fool has taught us well.
Brother Fool: (Yelling) Come on, DICK!
Thinking Fool: (Also yelling in a voice that’s about as steady as Katherine Hepburn’s) Let’s go, BIG DICK!
Brother Fool: COME ON, DICK!!! USE YOUR BIG STICK, DICK!
Thinking Fool: USE YOUR LUMBER, DICK!!!!!
Brother Fool: DRIVE HER HOME, DICK!
Our maturity level hasn’t improved much over the last fifteen years.
Comments
hey, i just noticed that you've linked me in your "blogs i read" list - thanks! :)
as for your sportin experience ... it reminds me of something my brother and father would've done :P ohhhh the memories.
Posted by: LM at May 16, 2006 03:45 PM
You forgot, "Make it a home run, dick!!"
Posted by: teahouseblossom at May 17, 2006 12:27 AM
I've been to an Angels game w/ you ****wads, and I can attest to the fact that your maturity level has not improved.
Posted by: Oregon Tillamook at May 22, 2006 12:47 AM
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