A Yankees-Marlins World Series? Now that's compelling. At least I can finally catch up on my sleep.
With the potential matchups of Red Sox-Cubs, Yankees-Cubs, Red Sox-Marlins or Yankees-Marlins, Fox gets the booby prize.
It's like following the rainbow to find a pot of pennies. It's choosing Door Number Three and getting the chicken in a mesh-wire cage. It's like dating Joyce DeWitt when Suzanne Somers is available. If life really is a box of chocolates, we're eating stale coconut while the fudge chocolates sit untouched.
Fox has to be bummed this morning (except for guest snooze-button Bret Boone, who had to be wetting his pants when his baby brother pulled a Bucky Dent). Yankees-Marlins? Looks like now I'll have time to clean the garage and vacuum the basement. I have plenty of time on my hands, with no baseball games to draw me to the TV.
Yankees-Marlins? It's like partying on the set of 90210 and ending up with Mrs. Walsh. The Dream World Series was in our grasp. We're settling for bronze. It's just not right.
Fox caught a skunk. With what could have been, this World Series is a stinker.
You undermined your point with the analogy on Joyce.
Posted by: | December 01, 2005 at 04:11 PM
Yeah, maybe that wasn't the best metaphor. Joyce is pretty good-looking.
Posted by: Dan | December 02, 2005 at 07:51 AM