Sorry for the long break-I had to get my pout on due to the unfortunate results of the World Series. However, I'm back and ready to talk baseball again. It looks like the execs at TBS have been tapping my phone because there is a new show on called "My Boys" which parallels my life (Tues. 9 pm Central). It's about this young lady named PJ who works at the Chicago Sun-Times as a sportswriter covering the Cubs. All of her best buds are guys and she loves to drink beer, play poker, and talk sports with them. The quote of the night was when she told this guy she was into, "You wanna see my baseball card collection? It's in my bedroom." How funny is that? And I just took the Guy's Girl or Girly Girl quiz on TBS.com and here's my result: Boy's Best Friend. You've got the full game package on satellite (check) and a fridge full of cold beers (check). Cleats are kind of like heels, right? They make you taller.
Holy cow-if someone isn't bugging my apartment, then there must be other ladies out there who are just like me. Personally, I don't see anything wrong with being true to yourself, even if that means you come across as a sports obsessed tomboy to the opposite sex. The problem is that often sassy singles such as myself get stuck in the friend zone, which can be compared to the Bermuda Triangle. If any of you ladies out there know how to escape this abyss, please clue me in. In the meantime, I will continue to enjoy an ice cold Coors Light and a ballgame with my guy friends. One of these days, some man is finally going to "get" me and he will be in for a real treat. :)
