O Yay Thee Ballgame

We attended the ballgame. It was a game made of balls, and cooked sausages, filled with tomato-flavored factory induced sauce, chopped pickles, diced onions, and mustard. Oh yes, there was mustard. And two out of three legends were there.

Beach balls were tossed into the artifical wind. Cellular phones were spoken into. Non-disabled people sat in the disabled section. (Maybe they were disabled, though...the mental kind of disablement, and the mental disablement that one could easily be cured for were one not a total jackass. Or jackasses.)

Leads were blown, pitches were thrown belt-high, doubles were hit against the baggie...Ten Runs Were Scored by the Angels in the Outfield. (Sans Danny Glover, Christopher Lloyd, and, of course, Tony Danza.)

And the home team came home the victors.

Oh yes. What a bizarre night.

And there was still an empty seat in the Legends throne.