Basically, we're just substituting "shit" for "stove," so it's not that much of a change. But it has a dual meaning. We're serving hot shit. And we are hot shits.
you're just doing this to piss off all the old Sawx fans sitting around clapboard train stations in Maine and New Hampshire in LL Bean wear, complaining about young whippersnappers, right?
Pre-Pre Season Baseball. Or maybe Post-Post Season League. Or Yankee Restocking Stuffing Season. Or the interminable wait until April 1. I can't believe I have to wait 5 months before I get to hear JOHN STERLING!'s dulcet yet throaty ruminations. Here's one thing you can predict about baseball--Hot Stove is agony, a sop to the desperate and cold comfort thru the dismal winter.
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George Steinbrenner Menorial League
ReplyDeleteThe Hot Shit League.
ReplyDeleteBasically, we're just substituting "shit" for "stove," so it's not that much of a change. But it has a dual meaning. We're serving hot shit. And we are hot shits.
then how about the hot dooky league?
ReplyDeleteThe Wood-burning Oven League?
ReplyDeleteThe Electric Thermal Sock League.
ReplyDeleteThe Snuggie League
The Global Warming End of the World League.
you're just doing this to piss off all the old Sawx fans sitting around clapboard train stations in Maine and New Hampshire in LL Bean wear, complaining about young whippersnappers, right?
ReplyDeleteI propose the Anonymous John League, 'cause it sounds dirty.
ReplyDeleteJohn
the eat shit red sox league
ReplyDeleteI think Jimme has it right in comment just above.
ReplyDeleteHey Jimmie, want to meet-up in nyc bar some day?
Snuggie League, definitely.
ReplyDeletePre-Pre Season Baseball. Or maybe Post-Post Season League. Or Yankee Restocking Stuffing Season. Or the interminable wait until April 1. I can't believe I have to wait 5 months before I get to hear JOHN STERLING!'s dulcet yet throaty ruminations. Here's one thing you can predict about baseball--Hot Stove is agony, a sop to the desperate and cold comfort thru the dismal winter.
ReplyDeleteDirty Irabu?
ReplyDeleteThe Yankee Free-Agent Shopping Season.
ReplyDelete