My name is Alison, I live in Los Angeles.
So. I’m a huge baseball fan. Huge!
Living in LA has somewhat forced me to root for the Dodgers and aparently, living in Chicago has forced @worldwarmike to root for the SAN FRANCISCO Giants. Which is fine. He lives in a city with two teams: one being the historic and beloved Cubs, and the 2005 World Series champion White Sox. But, for some reason, Mike has decided on the Giants. Sure. Okay. Whatever.
This would have been fine. I feel no need to beat up on the elderly; the mediocre; or poor Barry Zito, who has since leaving the A’s, ironically, become the white elephant of the Giants’ team. There is no need. Until the trash talking began.
It started innocently enough:
But quickly it turned venomous:
Okay. Not venomous. Because Mike seems like his insides are made out of stuffed animals and hugs, but venomous for HIM. And thus, a bet was wagered:
The Giants are currently 7 games back and fading fast. I just want this bet public so he doesn’t try to weasel out of it. LIke some sort of sneaky, tattooed, adorable weasel.
Muwahahaha! Lets go Dodgers!
Anybody want in on bets for the post-season?
