"He did it again! Oh, he did it again!"
So spake Harry Kalas on Thursday night, after Chase Utley hit his second home run of the evening - both homers came on 3-0 counts, with a man on base, and both landed in the exact same spot in section 101 (and may have been caught by the same group of guys). Gorgeous.
I owe you people TWO installments of the Video Show, which I'll get to presently. First, allow me to bring you up to speed on what's been happening lately:
1. Summer stuff! I've been playing a lot of tennis and almost as much basketball. It's been great. I'm still a pasty white, morbidly obese, uncoordinated, out of shape jackass, but my tennis skills are improving and I no longer wheeze like a dying animal on the basketball court. And oh, I love it so much, shooting baskets. I'm terrible - Brian Skinner-level terrible - but I love it. I used to have a net over my garage in Bensalem and we played HORSE and half-assed games of two on two until the wee hours, or at least until DuckTales came on. Then some kids I didn't know took to sneaking onto our driveway when they thought we weren't home and played there without our permission. Eventually they bent the rim beyond repair dunking on it, because it was 1991 and they wanted to be like Mike or some damn thing, and they must have thought it was an NBA-quality backboard with a spring-loaded rim so you could dunk on it, but it wasn't, it was just a regular crappy backboard you can buy at Sears. I hope those kids are in prison now, the rim-bending scumbags.
2. Editing of my book will commence any moment now. I've been looking into agents and all that crap, and I'm excited. But I need to polish the incoherent thing first. Also, I've got tons and tons of cool ideas for book #2, and right now it's a question of finding time to work on it.
3. Gonna buy a house. Don't know where or when or how much. More news to come.
4. Working on a project with Shep re: obscure new wave music. Fun stuff. More news, as always, to come.
5. PHILS/METS. Phils lost today. A good effort all around, EXCEPT from Rod "Awful, Worst Baseball Player Ever" Barajas. He ruins everything. I mean, seriously, there was a journeyman minor league dude named Durbin starting today, and he wasn't great, but he wasn't totally horrible either . . . Durbin stepped up (sorta). With a few more timely hits, we could've won. But no, instead there's Rod Barajas. Rod Barajas is so bad, I keep thinking he's an SNL cast member doing a character named "Bad Baseball Player". He's crazy, messed-up bad. CUT HIM NOW. Anyway, besides that, they play Game 2 of the doubleheader in a few minutes. Hollywood Hamels vs. the Bat-Flipping Bitch. Should be fun. A must win. I think they can salvage a split in this series, presuming the revolving door of rookies and idiots that comprises our pitching staff gets its act together. A thrilling weekend of baseball-themed thrillingness. If I sound like I'm rambling, it's because I'm off to Bonner's in a few moments to watch the game, and I'm trying to wrap this up. More later about Phils, Sixers, Flyers, and videos.
GO PHILS!
(Oh, what the heck... GO SOUL!!!)