I ran across two cringe-worthy items in the paper this morning. The first was a prediction from a USA Today
sportswriter that the Red Sox would be in the World Series. Really?
How exactly is that going to happen with Pablo Sandoval and Hanley
Ramirez on the roster? Those two come
with bloated contracts, bad attitudes and big waistlines; Sandoval and Ramirez
probably rung in the New Year with a combined weight closer to 500 pounds than
400. Let’s check on the standings come
June to see how close those Red Sox are to clinching—or from the basement in
the AL East.
And
then I see that U.S. Cellular will be offering a Hooters buffalo chicken
sandwich. God knows, I love women and
the female figure. I do not, however,
love it when women are made to walk around half-dressed in order to pick up
extra tip money. No, they won’t be doing
that at the Cell, unless the idea is to get grease burns over 50 percent of the
server’s body. But why is Hooters at the
Cell in the first place? This “business”
sends a bad message to everyone’s daughter.
Hold the sauce.
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