Weekend Burger Fest and Yankee fans...

When a Yankee fan says to anyone else, "how many World Series rings do you have?"
My mind tends to tilt into philosophical mode. That is like saying how often did Moses hang out with Michael Jackson? Irrelevant.
I found myself in a little cubical on a Saturday morning and drying up from all of the sweat from the heat outside and the booze from my pores. Office life is one that is completely extraterrestrial to me. The guy training me stunk of dog piss and clearly loved his weed.
"You blaze up before work bro?" he asked.
"I warmed up my coffee,"
Silence.
"So you watch that show last night?" he asked.
This was a form of politeness.
"I only watch Fox Sports Sun,"
He took a liking to this statement.
"Oh you like The Rays huh?" he laughed.
Correction.
"I breathe, eat and shit Rays Baseball,"
We both laughed in unison and got to the training.
The job was mindless and repetitive but aren't most jobs? You learn to just tune your mind off while in the vicious circle of repetition and let it roam to the vast fields of the intellect, well, what little was left. Ever so often when he'd leave to go "do something" I'd quickly scan through the stats and highlights of last night's game.

Erasmo took the hill against Severino. The Yanks jumped out early Top 1st thanks to Castro. Good player. Bottom 1st Lomo answers back. 1-1 tie. Come to papa. Top 3rd Jacoby Ellsbury doubles in a run 2-1 Yanks lead. Ugh. The Rays stranded a couple of base runners and once with the bases juiced and came up empty. Maybe it's me but Colby Rasmus took some swings that made him look like he sincerely was not trying. Not good. Better feed him his moonshine. No matter. Lomo sac flies in a run. 2-2 tie. Then RICKIE WEEKS JR. knocks on down the third base line and a diving Ronald Torreyes putting the Rays up 4-2. Better put the diaper back on in the dug out bubba. Top 8th Ryne Stanek gives up a two run bomb to ex-Card TRASH Matt Holliday 4-4 tie. It's all good. Wipe your butt and flush the toilet. Bottom 8th. Tyler Clippard on the bump. Homie always looks constipated on the mound. Walks D-Nor and KK then Longo singles in D-Norr. Rays Up. 5-4. Top 9. THUG Alex Colome shuts the door and discards The Yankee trash. All of the transplants from THERE went home miserable and Rays fans stoked. SUP? Erasmo was phenomenal. Kudos bubba.

I felt happy and got a cup of coffee.