Friday, April 25, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
All Your Friends are Going to Be Saying This.
I coined a new phrase the other day.
"Falling Down an Escalator"- 1. An awful situation, that never seems to end. 2. An unpleasant experience that continues for a prolonged amount of time.
"Falling Down an Escalator"- 1. An awful situation, that never seems to end. 2. An unpleasant experience that continues for a prolonged amount of time.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Go Curse Yourself Boston
Only in New York!
A few days ago the NY Post broke a story that a construction worker, who was pouring the cement that will become the new Yankee stadium committed the greatest sin in sports. He tried to put a curse on the Yankees!
How? While the cement was pouring he threw in a Boston Red Sox jersey, specifically an Ortiz jersey. In doing so he hoped to desecrate one of the future great cathedrals of baseball and hex New York favorite sports team.
The story spread through the city like wild fire. Was it true? Could this bring on a curse, perhaps reverse the curse of the Bambino(I know they won the series, but they will always be the curse sox to me)? Should it be dug up? The outrage was incredible. A few days later I found out the Derek Jeter himself wanted the shirt removed.
So I shot the package on Friday, it came out really well, end of story.
I walk into work Sunday morning to get my story. Where'm I going? "Yankees stadium" my assignment editor tells me. Huh? No game today? "The Yankees are digging up the shirt and they want the press to cover it." Can you believe that? In a stadium that hasn't been completed, the Yankee organization is bringing in construction workers on Sunday (Big O.T.) to essentially destroy the stadium to get to a shirt in front of the entire NYC press corp so Yankee fans can rest assured that their team is not cursed.
My reporter and I get there and SWEET JESUS! Everyone is there, print, tv, radio, every station on the dial. I knew it was big but, there we are, about 25 media people huddle around a small hole while two guy with jackhammers and drills try to get at the shirt.
After about 15 mintues or so they dislodge the shirt, pull it out of the hole and show it to the world. The shirt was in surprisingly good condition. The Yankees plan to auction it and give the proceeds to charity, all class. Of course I hope whoever buys the shirt burns it and dumps the ashes at Fenway, making a super curse(Watch out Boston, its coming!)
After that we went to the perpetrators home. Where does Boston's #1 fan live, the Bronx. His mother answered the door, she's a Yankee fan, and a very nice woman. She said her son wasn't around. I have no idea why he would be hiding.
So that was that, curse averted.
A few days ago the NY Post broke a story that a construction worker, who was pouring the cement that will become the new Yankee stadium committed the greatest sin in sports. He tried to put a curse on the Yankees!
How? While the cement was pouring he threw in a Boston Red Sox jersey, specifically an Ortiz jersey. In doing so he hoped to desecrate one of the future great cathedrals of baseball and hex New York favorite sports team.
The story spread through the city like wild fire. Was it true? Could this bring on a curse, perhaps reverse the curse of the Bambino(I know they won the series, but they will always be the curse sox to me)? Should it be dug up? The outrage was incredible. A few days later I found out the Derek Jeter himself wanted the shirt removed.
So I shot the package on Friday, it came out really well, end of story.
I walk into work Sunday morning to get my story. Where'm I going? "Yankees stadium" my assignment editor tells me. Huh? No game today? "The Yankees are digging up the shirt and they want the press to cover it." Can you believe that? In a stadium that hasn't been completed, the Yankee organization is bringing in construction workers on Sunday (Big O.T.) to essentially destroy the stadium to get to a shirt in front of the entire NYC press corp so Yankee fans can rest assured that their team is not cursed.
My reporter and I get there and SWEET JESUS! Everyone is there, print, tv, radio, every station on the dial. I knew it was big but, there we are, about 25 media people huddle around a small hole while two guy with jackhammers and drills try to get at the shirt.
After about 15 mintues or so they dislodge the shirt, pull it out of the hole and show it to the world. The shirt was in surprisingly good condition. The Yankees plan to auction it and give the proceeds to charity, all class. Of course I hope whoever buys the shirt burns it and dumps the ashes at Fenway, making a super curse(Watch out Boston, its coming!)
After that we went to the perpetrators home. Where does Boston's #1 fan live, the Bronx. His mother answered the door, she's a Yankee fan, and a very nice woman. She said her son wasn't around. I have no idea why he would be hiding.
So that was that, curse averted.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Things that Make Me Laugh- AOL's Sense of Accomplishment
I use AOL for some of my e-mail(I know, why don't I take off the training wheels already, FYI I've had this account forever and people know me that way) anyway, I use AOL and sometimes(when I don't walk my computer to lock up) I use AOL.com instead of the AOL software.
What always amuses me is when I send a message through aol.com it is immediately followed by a cartoon image of a stick figure jumping in the air with the phrase "Your Message......Was sent". Like its some type of big accomplishment.
AOL- Celebrating worthless achievements.
What always amuses me is when I send a message through aol.com it is immediately followed by a cartoon image of a stick figure jumping in the air with the phrase "Your Message......Was sent". Like its some type of big accomplishment.
AOL- Celebrating worthless achievements.
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