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When you're watching Take Me Out to the Ballgame, 1949 movie staring Gene Kelly, Frank Sinatra, Esther Williams and assorted other lovelies, and you start crying when they sing the title song. When "O'Brien to Ryan to Goldberg" makes you swoon. When you want hotdogs for lunch more than life itself.

Just call me a New York Yankees girl born and bred with Yankee pinstripes running in my veins.

Oh, and when the prospect of 40 degrees makes me want to break out the air conditioner!

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misanthrope7842
Mar. 24th, 2004 08:43 am (UTC)
I am so right there with you. Except on the Yankees issue, natch! But the Dave made hot-dogs last night for a midnight snack, and all I could think about was baseball games. Does anything beat sitting in the sun, being nice and warm, watching a game, eating a dog? No. Nothing does. (Except hockey. But that's cold, and I've had about enough of that.)
spikes_heart
Mar. 24th, 2004 08:55 am (UTC)
Welcome back to the baseball wars, pet! It's been a long, cold fucking winter, and it's time to air out those pennants and the baseball icons!!! Go, fans! You and me, baby - under the bleachers. Erm... sitting in box seats! Yeah... that's it.

Greetings to you from Mrs. Goldberg's baby boy!
misanthrope7842
Mar. 24th, 2004 09:08 am (UTC)
yay! box seats! So, I guess that means I don't have to take my ladder and try to peer over the outfield wall, right?
spikes_heart
Mar. 24th, 2004 09:19 am (UTC)
Nothing but first class for us, all the way. Cushy seats, hotdogs delivered along with big gulps... and hot and hotter young ballplayers stopping in between innings. Sometimes during - 'cause we're so irresistable.

**blinks** What?
misanthrope7842
Mar. 24th, 2004 09:20 am (UTC)
Yeah, that's what happens EVERY time I hit the stadium. ::nods decisively::
spikes_heart
Mar. 24th, 2004 09:26 am (UTC)
**nods in agreement** Yuh huh, me too! Nothing like bats and balls to set a gal's heart to fluttering. Gotta raise our womenfolk up right these days.

Hey! If I can teach my sons about being sensitive and periods and musicals and cooking, I can teach a girl about jock itch and baseball! Go, me! **grins**
misanthrope7842
Mar. 24th, 2004 09:29 am (UTC)
hee!
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