June 26, 2005

  • Man, what is it about sitting in the heat for 5 hours that is so
    tiring? Excpet, unlike every other gay guy in the Chicagoland area, I
    didn’t go to the parade but instead the Cubs/Sox game. Keith and Scooty
    and Chris met at my house about 10:45ish. The drive there was pretty,
    not much traffic at all. Got parked and busted out the beanbags and the
    grill. Scooty had some trouble getting the grill going, but did manage
    to get it lit. We started off beanbags me and Keith against Scooty and
    Chris. I picked up right where I left off from yesterday. I was on a
    fucking roll. We beat them pretty soundly in 2 games. I was at that
    point, undefeated on Scooty’s new beanbag set, and he was winless on
    it. See, he has a Sox logo painted on the boxes, and I’m a Cub fan, so
    it gives me great satisfaction to kick the Sox fans ass on his own
    beanbag set. We then switched up teams. It was Scooty and I. We got
    smoked. We played 2 more games and we won, but the games were much
    closer and exciting then the others we had played.

    We finally headed into the park at about 1:30. The game was to start at
    2:05, so this was pretty much perfect. Our seats were great. 3rd base
    line, 27th row. Great view of the field. Only one problem. The seats
    were in the sun. The row behind us was in the shade. It was brutal
    being in the sun. I was hoping for a quickly played game, and that is
    exactly what we got, it was done in under 2 1/2 hours. When we first
    got there, the 1985 Bears were being honored on the field. They had,
    oh, about 10 players from the team including Walter Payton’s wife to
    represent him. It was cool. Damn, I can’t believe its been 20 years.
    Doesn’t seem like it at all.

    I was worried about the game today. This was Mark Prior’s first game
    back since his nasty injury. He had no rehab starts in the minors, so I
    didn’t know what to expect. Turns out, he didn’t need any rehab starts.
    It was like he didn’t miss a beat. He was practically unhittable. On
    the other hand, so was Sox starter Jon Garland (he is so HOT!!!!).

    We happened to be sitting in front of some asshole Sox fans. Of course,
    I went to the game with 3 Sox fans, but they weren’t riding me nearly
    as bad as these fuckers behind us. I was cheering when Jeromy Burnitz
    caught the last out of an inning. One of them (the weird part is that
    they were cute………usually, cute guys aren’t this crude) was
    yelling at me to “sit down. Go home. Get out of our house. This game
    doesn’t mean anything to us. Its just a game. You guys need this game.
    This game means nothing to us.” I just stood there, cheering. He would
    make comments like this throughout the game. I pretty much ignored him.
    The best way to deal with them, is to ignore them. If this game means
    nothing to him, why was he getting so fucking pissed off? He would say
    things like “we are still the best team in baseball.” Damn, these Sox
    fans are so damn insecure. He was like a beauty pagent contestant who
    just lost. “I’m beautiful! I’m way prettier than you! Love me damnit!”

    Right around the 4th or 5 inning, Chris and I left to run underneath
    the shower in left field. For those of you that don’t know, Comiskey
    Park actually has a shower in the left field bleachers. The damn thing
    was a lifesaver today. It felt SOOOOOO damn good. It was motherfucking
    hot out!

    The Cubs went on to win the game 2-0. It was a close game, however. The
    Cubs had me worried right up until Carl Everett (who, by the way, not
    only is against gays, but believes dinosaurs didn’t exist because they
    weren’t in the bible……..what a loser!) grounded into the game
    ending double play. The Sox fans, being Sox fans, still wouldn’t shut
    up saying things like “Lets go Cardinals!” or “50 wins! Still the best
    team in baseball.” I pretty much didn’t say anything. And why would I?
    The Sox are a WAAAAAY better team than the Cubs, despite the Cubs
    taking 2 of 3 this weekend.

    I wore my El Train Addison shirt today. After the game, I saw a girl
    wearing an El Train 35th Sox Stop shirt! It was great to see another
    person that had the same idea as me………..well, sorta the same
    idea, except on the south side.

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