Sports
from a woman's point of view. And I'm not talking the view at
the quarterback's ass during a college football game to figure
out if he has a tattoo or not. I'm talking the kind of view
that takes the sports and puts a perspective on it that only
a woman can have. Forget about all of this whiny, beer stuff
that men moan about from their couch. Let's here it for the
fat chick with her nose plastered to the screen talking to Mack
Brown and reminding him that she once had the opportunity to
trip Mackovic on his way to the office, but she looked the other
way. (I still regret that one.) I'm talking the view where you
can be on the internet while watching the two teams travel 50
times in one game and you have time to check and see if Tony
Kukoc has any kids AND what his FPG% is for the season. It's
all about sitting behind home plate at an Astros game and being
thrust into heaven by Brad Ausmus' smooth moves. It's about
going to a bar and shaming the men because you can name the
starting lineup for the Astros on any given night and they can't
even spell Houston.
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