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[catslash]

This all started with me tracking down this picture for watcher_shadow. Because I've ranted at her about A-Rod (among other things) to the point where she finally required a visual. My bad. She is so patient with me. =D



catslash: That's A-Rod *and* Jeter. =D Now you have visuals.
watcher_shadow: A-Rod's lips are PINK. And the picture to the right of the poster? So slashy looking.
catslash: Hmm. The pink is a much better look for him than the purple. The purple clashes with his skin tone.
watcher_shadow: Yes. I can say that without even seeing the purple.
catslash: Good, because the purple is impossible to describe. I suppose we could pretend he was sucking on grape lollipops, but the color was - just too uniform.
watcher_shadow: Some people ar elike that with lollipops, though.
catslash: True. But - it's just too *nice*.
watcher_shadow: I'd say mabye it was a dare but if he does it more than once...
watcher_shadow: Maybe he thinks it brings him good luck XD;
catslash: *giggles* Not any more, I bet.

Then, later:



catslash: *finally finds a decent picture of A-Rod* And no one in the world can convince me that *that* is from a lollipop.
watcher_shadow: ...no. It is not.
watcher_shadow: That is just... no.
catslash: . . . yeah.
watcher_shadow: The best thing ever would be if an announcer started commenting on it.
watcher_shadow: "And A-rod has a lovely shade of purple today, wouldn't you say?"
catslash: Well, McCarver already spends too much time on Jeter's eyes, that wouldn't be too much of a stretch.
watcher_shadow: Oh lord.
watcher_shadow: Like with what?
catslash: One of my favorite sentences: "Jeter has two of the calmest eyes I've ever seen." As opposed to, like, three? Or twelve? And he never misses a chance to comment on some damn thing Jeter's done. SO IN LOVE.
watcher_shadow: Makes me sad they don't have a game on V-day.
watcher_shadow: "So, McCarver, who are you writing a valentine to this day?"
watcher_shadow: McCarver: *nervous like a giddy schoolgirl!*
catslash: Jeter: *off doing his thing, which presumably involves chewing his gum full of crack*
watcher_shadow: McCarver: *sneaks into the locker room, leaves the card, and bounces off*

Card:

"DO YOU LIKE ME?
CHECK :
YES NO "
catslash: Jeter: *finds card* *blinks* *spits his gum into it* *for sadly, the card lacks a name. Poor nervous McCarver*
catslash: Jeter: *forms conclusions* *eyes A-Rod uneasily for next several months*
watcher_shadow: McCarver: *develops a hatred for A-rod, bashes him out at any chance he gets*
catslash: A-Rod: *wtf*
watcher_shadow: McCarver: I have never seen eyes as nervous as A-rod's. They're sort of like a buggy fly. That's ugly. And undeserving of Jeter's attention.
catslash: Other announcers: . . .
catslash: Jeter: *wtf*
watcher_shadow: McCarver: ...I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE! I MUST CONFESS! JETER, MARRY ME AND I WILL HAVE YOUR BABIES!
catslash: Jeter: . . . *hides*
catslash: A-Rod: *fixes lipstick* I don't think so, Tim.
watcher_shadow: McCarver: You want a piece of this, A-rod?
catslash: A-Rod: *makes a face* No. And neither does Derek. Which brings me to my point: GO AWAY.
watcher_shadow: McCarver: Shut up, Princess.
catslash: A-Rod: *gasp*
Jeter: *gasp*
Rest of the Yankees: *gasp*
watcher_shadow: McCarver: *smirks*
catslash: Joe Torre: Shit . . .
catslash: A-Rod: *squeals* BITCH! *leaps upon McCarver, making with the hair-pulling and scratching*
watcher_shadow: McCarver: ...you fight like a GIRL. *punches*
catslash: A-Rod: *is down for the count*
catslash: Jeter: *rolls eyes*
watcher_shadow: McCarver: So, have I won you?
catslash: Jeter: Well . . . I mean, technically, Steinbrenner owns my soul and all . . . but that *was* hella manly . . . *ponders*
watcher_shadow: McCarver: I can be even more manly! *strikes a pose*
catslash: Jeter: *melts*
watcher_shadow: McCarver: *wins?*
catslash: McCarver: *WINS* *for now* *Derek is fickle, you know*
watcher_shadow: A-rod: *kicks McCarver's ass next week, attempts to woo Jeter for revenge*
catslash: Jeter: *is wooed*
watcher_shadow: A-rod: *anime style victory sign!*
watcher_shadow: And... dude, did we just rp Baseball RPS? XD

Comments

Re: My Big Fat Gay Storylines

[piney61.livejournal.com]

Dammit! I should hate Andy Pettite for being an ex-Yankee, but he's so damn cute....dammit! Oh well. Don't feel so bad about not being able to watch your NL team...I have not only lack of coverage issues here, but time zone issues. My NL team is the San Francisco Giants. I hate Barry Bonds and think he's a jackass, but I like the other dudes.

Yeah I'm gonna miss the hell out of guys who left, but I'm sure that some of the newbies will be fun to watch. Wells should be an interesting dude. I wonder how he'll fit into the clubhouse, I'm sure he'll seemlessly fit in and be Millar's new drinking buddy.

Only 4 more days!!! 2 more days if you're a Reds or Yankee fan.

Re: My Big Fat Gay Storylines

[catslash.livejournal.com]

Heh. I discovered Pettitte's hotness during the 2003 ALCS, shortly after I'd started watching baseball and the Red Sox. So, I understood that I was supposed to hate the Yankees, and I took that very seriously (though not nearly as seriously as I did after Game Seven - talk about your baptisms of fire), but on the other hand one of their pitchers was really hot. Oh, the conflict: "He's so hot! But he's a Yankee! But - so hot! But, ew Yankee! But . . ." and so on. I was as relieved that he was leaving the Yankees as I was disappointed that he wasn't coming to Boston, so I picked the Astros as my team out of that relief and a certain amount of gratitude. Of course, now I understand that they are My Team For Life, but even if I had realized then that once you've picked your team, you're stuck with them, I probably would have gone with them anyway. Saved me from becoming a Cubs fan after the Big Trade, too, so I guess that worked out. Plus, if I ever end up in Houston during the summer, I know exactly what I'm going to do. =D *suddenly wishes she could watch Astros games this year* mmmPettitte . . . I haven't seen him play in over a year and I'll still rhapsodize at the drop of a hat about those dark eyes staring out over his glove . . . I haven't seen any other pitcher manage that stare quite like him . . .

*deep breath* Four days till pitcher and catchers. I think I'm gonna make it.