Whoosh.
Relatively boring day I guess. I wanted to go out and experience the lovely weather, except I noticed that my car tires were looking relatively wimpy, so I experienced the lovely weather by going to the gas station and pumping air into my car tires. It may explain why my gas mileage has been (relatively) low (for a hybrid). The two tires on the passenger side of the car were in the 15-20 psi range, when they're supposed to be 30-35. Oops.
Ran some errands, then went over and played volleyball. My arm is fine but now my neck aches. I can't win. I did overhand serve quite a bit though and did fairly well at it, but it was mostly a last resort because I was sick of hitting the ceiling serving underhand. BG has returned after a several-week hiatus, but I avoided being on his team all day so he only got to tell me what I was doing wrong in hindsight once.
After vball I wasted the evening! Wheeeee. I watched another episode of Brother Beat (how I can enjoy a show with no plot so much is beyond me, but I do), and sang some songs, and wrote a parody of "I Hope I Get It" from A Chorus Line about Spring Training, and I think I should work more on my Vegas pictures so I can put them online, or something. Oh, and I should go to sleep at a reasonable hour. I hope.
I'll lj-cut the parody lyrics because I'm nice and I doubt anyone out there actually likes baseball AND is familiar with A Chorus Line, although I suppose the chance is higher on LJ than it'll be on Marinerds :) I really ought to get back to working on Moneyball The Musical.
God, I Hope I Get It
(to the tune of the opening song from A Chorus Line)
Ran some errands, then went over and played volleyball. My arm is fine but now my neck aches. I can't win. I did overhand serve quite a bit though and did fairly well at it, but it was mostly a last resort because I was sick of hitting the ceiling serving underhand. BG has returned after a several-week hiatus, but I avoided being on his team all day so he only got to tell me what I was doing wrong in hindsight once.
After vball I wasted the evening! Wheeeee. I watched another episode of Brother Beat (how I can enjoy a show with no plot so much is beyond me, but I do), and sang some songs, and wrote a parody of "I Hope I Get It" from A Chorus Line about Spring Training, and I think I should work more on my Vegas pictures so I can put them online, or something. Oh, and I should go to sleep at a reasonable hour. I hope.
I'll lj-cut the parody lyrics because I'm nice and I doubt anyone out there actually likes baseball AND is familiar with A Chorus Line, although I suppose the chance is higher on LJ than it'll be on Marinerds :) I really ought to get back to working on Moneyball The Musical.
God, I Hope I Get It
(to the tune of the opening song from A Chorus Line)
HARGROVE: Step swing hit catch throw tag... Again! Step swing hit catch throw tag... Again! Step swing hit catch throw tag... Again! Step swing hit catch throw tag... Right! That connects with Seam grip plant push toss step, Step swing hit catch throw tag. Got it? -- Going on, and Toss catch step step plant toss, Pivot, step, walk, walk, walk. Right! Let's do the whole combination, take your positions in the infield. From the top, a five-six-seven-eight! [Players do infield tosses and drills as the coaches observe.] PLAYERS: God, I hope I get it I hope I get it How many pitchers does he need? FIELDERS (overlapping): How many fielders does he need? PITCHERS: God, I hope I get it, I hope I get it. Which guys will start, who's in the pen? Which guys will start, how many...? PLAYERS: Look at all the people! At all the people. How many players does he need? How many pitch, how many bench, How many fielders does he...? JEFF HARRIS: I really need this job. Please God, I need this job. I've got to get this job. HARGROVE: Okay, let's go back to the outfield and do some running. Half of you line up there, half of you over there. Go! [Coaches stand there timing the players as they dash across the field.] PLAYERS: God, I really blew it! I really blew it! How could I move as slow as that? Now they're gonna cut me! They're gonna cut me! He doesn't like the way I throw. He doesn't like the way I hit. He doesn't like the way I... HARGROVE: All right, let's see how you guys swing those bats. Just take it easy and hit the ball. [Players take batting practice as the coaching staff take notes.] PLAYERS: God, I think I've got it. I think I've got it. I knew they'd sign me all the time. Still not on the roster. ROBERTO PETAGINE: Who'll be cut next? Not on the roster. I can't imagine what he wants. DAVE BURBA: Am I screwed now? God, I hope I get it! I hope I get it. I've come this far, the goal's so near Escape Tacoma for the year, How many players does he...? I really need this job. MATT THORNTON: All of my options are gone. Please, God, I need this job. GREG DOBBS: They can't resist my swing. I want to reach the Show. KEVIN APPIER: Who am I anyway? Can I still really play? That is the question with an answer I don't know. I'll show them I'm not through. What should I try to do? Those youthful faces all around, and here we go. I need this job, oh god, I miss the Show.
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I doubt anyone out there actually likes baseball AND is familiar with A Chorus Line
*raises hand* My sister did it as a high school musical, so our household got to hear it a lot a lot.
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Hmmm, not that I have any other Petagine references, but you might actually enjoy some of the other baseball parodies I've done, many of which involve broadway musicals. The best is probably when I did "What Do You Do With a Major League Contract / Sucks To Be Us" to the tune of "What Do You Do With a B.A. In English? / Sucks To Be Me" from Avenue Q. That was a lot of fun to write.
Glorious. Glorious.
A couple of nitpicks:
Of course, I'm going by the movie; maybe the play is different.
Re: Glorious. Glorious.
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Greg Dobbs's line should be more syllables, but this one is sort of an inside joke that I wanted to keep like that; I figured since it's an overlap it's not important to scan.
The Mariners traded Matt Thornton this morning right after I wrote him into the song, go figure.
Re: Glorious. Glorious.
/me is dragged off and forcibly medicated
Re: Glorious. Glorious.
Dobbs is not a great player, but the organization HAS been in love with his left-handed swing for ages anyway, even if he strikes out with it a lot, which is sort of the joke here. I can't imagine he won't start the year down in Tacoma, though.
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As a special bonus, pumping all four tires is exactly the same amount of energy as 30 reps of 5-lb curls, so you can skip the gym for a day.