i was way too young to be drinking, but back then if your mom gave you $10 you could sit in the bleachers for $3, get a hot dog for $2, get a beer for $3 and still have some money left over to get some peanuts and a score card and a pencil and stuff.
the beer guy looked at me when i asked for a beer. he was carrying two cases through the bleachers. in those days the bleachers were legendary, but that didnt mean that people really sat there much.
i said, one please.
he looked around, looked at the scoreboard, looked at me. figured i was screwed forever
and poured me one.
if im ever in the position to breed or adopt, i wont allow my children to be cub fans.
your boy tp asked a favor of your boy matt welch and buddy (and new dad) is now blogging on the Fabulous Forum blog at the LAT exclusively about the California Angels of Anaheim and their run to the World Series
bro has already written a few pieces that you should check out, and linked to the amazing vid above of Lou Reed and some chubby dude.