Sorry about being lazy yesterday but Bubba and I had a small dinner party for the Democratic National Convention delegates from Fort Bend County, and as you other pathetic counties know, I had to rent a ballroom. Seriously, Bubba had to barbeque a cow to feed everyone. Agreed, it was a small cow, but a whole cow nonetheless.
Gidget Commando sent me this email and since I’m going to the Democratic National Convention with Fenway Fran, I thought we all would enjoy it.
So, while we’re waiting on the Supremes, take it away, Gidget.
I don’t know about Texans, but we Bostonians take our baseball seriously. Eighty-seven years of longing for a championship, only to see victory snatched away over and over again, does that to folks.
Anyway, there’s not a soul in these parts who can’t tell you exactly where they were when the Sox beat St. Louis in 2004 to reverse the Curse of the Bambino. (Me, I was at a little neighborhood bar that no longer exists, around the corner from my suburban apartment, with a bunch of locals who gave me bubbly when we won and a shot of something stiffer when one of the dudes was too chicken to down it. Yours truly, however, did, to the enduring cheers of those gathered. Ah, those were the days.)
Except, as it appears, one former governor of Massachusetts who’s now the presumptive nominee of those danged Republicans. From April, though it’s timeless, IMHO:
Earlier this week Red Sox season-ticket holder Mitt Romney gave a national network interview at Fenway Park. This led someone to bring to my attention that Romney, who was governor at the time, was there at Fenway Park for the historic championship-clinching Game 4 of the 2004 World Series. Or at least, he told an Air Force pilot he was:
When he told me he was Massachusett’s governor, I politely asked him to leave the flight deck, declaring the cockpit off limits to all Red Sox fans. He laughed and made a few cracks my way, regarding the Yanks, and we hit it off pretty well. I asked him if he was at Fenway when the Sox finally won the World Series, and with a huge boyish grin he replied, “Yes I was.”
No, he wasn’t. I could go to a lot of trouble proving to you that Romney was actually in New Hampshire campaigning for George W. Bush that day, but it doesn’t really matter because — as every New Englander has been screaming while reading this post — Game 4 was played at Busch Stadium in St. Louis, Missouri.
The whole thing’s good. He’s as phony as Paris Hilton’s…well, everything.
Love and kisses,