Let’s hope tonight goes better
This is has been posted everywhere today, but I don’t give an eff. It’s been a stressful day, and all I can think about is an Old Style, my Fukudome jersey, and my well-worn seat four rows up in the center field bleachers, all of which I will be indulging in in approximate four hours. It’s a beautiful thing.
Less beautiful is Tony Romo’s edition of Take Me Out to the Ballgame, which not only features some truly horrible singing — that would be entirely forgivable — but Romo’s apparent embarrassment at how bad he was. Any seasoned karaoke singer knows: No matter what, never betray weakness. If you fail to keep belting that horrible 80’s pop at the top of your cigarette-scorched lungs, the crowd will immediately turn on you. So it was with Romo.
I have no idea who’s singing tonight, and I don’t care. There’s no way it will be worse than Tony.
{Vid HT: Bugs and Cranks | Everywhere}
