Happy Friday! I’m in a good mood today, despite the number one pick on my fantasy baseball team suffering a devastating injury last night. Who was my number two pick you ask? Chris Carpenter. I’m sensing a monumental collapse for my fantasy team right around the corner. Did naming my team “I ♥ the DL!” tempt fate too much?

I should just stop talking about this topic now.Next week I’m going to two games at Chavez Ravine thanks to my awesome girlfriend. The Giants are in town and Barry Bonds might just break the record while I’m there. On Tuesday, we will be in the right field all-you-can-eat pavilion. I’ll be eating Dodger dogs full of nitrates much to the chagrin of my heart and blood vessels. Why didn’t they think of an all-you-can-eat baseball ticket before? Isn’t that genius? I say yes. In fact, I’ve heard that they found notes on just such a theory in one of Einstien’s old journals. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll win the Barry Bonds sweepstakes and catch the record tying or breaking ball. I’m feeling lucky. Anyway, on Thursday (which is Russ Martin bobble head night!) we’ll be in the top deck. The seats aren’t as good obviously, but we’re getting bobble heads and drinking beer. Still an A+ in my book.
Sorry the post is so short today. Check out the post I wrote over at the Epic Carnival at the link above and have a great weekend.

Tags: awesome girlfriends, By Lunchbox, fantasy sports, MLB