Anyone watching the Red Sox finish off Cleveland in the American League Championship Series last night might have caught the camera focusing on New England Revolution's Taylor Twellman. He was enjoying a frosty cold one as the Red Sox turned over a 3-1 deficit to a team that desperately wants to be the new Cubs.
I have always wondered why Twellman wrapped his wrist. And I have also equally wondered how I might limit the impact of carpal tunnel due to 12 ounce curls. It all came together last night thanks to the New England hitman. I have yet to figure out how to rub one out with this damn bandage on, so if anyone has his e-mail, I would appreciate it if they could pass it along.
I usually don't give "proof of God" arguments, but the fact that Tim McCarver didn't know who Twellman was and all footie fans were spared an eighteen minute diatribe on how baseball's world popularity is growing, by a man who couldn't win "Are You Smarter Than A Box of Hair" let alone beat a 5th grader, may well be proof that there is a higher being.
2 comments:
Any time tim mccarver shuts his pie hole, it makes me happy. The dude is WORTHLESS.
As far as rubbing them out with the wrist band on. I couldn't figure it out either. Instead I went out and got a pet monkey. A little training goes a looooooong way!
You are my new hero.
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