As everybody knows, the Morneauvians first crossed the land bridge to Canada approximately 26,000 years before the advent of the designated hitter. At that time, of course, the Morneauvians were required to field their position. And thus, a great tradition was formed. Mighty sluggers who could also get around a little bit in the field, from Larry "Ridley" Walker to Corey "Korey" Koskie, came down from the great north woods to teach their southern neighbors a thing or two aboot sports. This was well before baseball or even BAK was invented, so these Morneauvians were limited to kicking dust with their feet and shoving tree bark in their cheeks. Nonetheless, it made quite an impression on their southern neighbors. And so the Morneauvians became well known for their crotch-grabbing, cute accents, and taciturn dispositions.
BAK was first brought over from Europe via Iceland. The Icelandic BAK team was on its way to an exhibition game in Greenland when its ship was blown perilously off course, finally landing in L'Anse aux Meadows in about 1000 A.D. When the snows receded in mid-July, the Icelanders named the land "Vinland" and challenged the Morneauvians to a friendly game of BAK. The Morneauvians batted around in the first, second and third innings, prompting the Icelanders to declare the natives hostile, and -- after invoking the ten-run rule -- sail back to Iceland with their skotti between their knjį-lišr. There they awaited the arrival of the Sugarcubes and warned all who came by to never, never sail to the west again.
A whole bunch happened after that -- something about the fur trade, loyalists, some angry hockey goalies, and Quebec -- but my guess is that most of this will be glossed over in the history books. Instead, the historians will look to a midsummer day in Pittsburgh in the early part of the third millennium A.D. There they will see a young lad with a cute accent and taciturn disposition bring another set of buccaneers to their knjį-lišr. Like the Morneauvians of old, they will say, a bona fide Boyfriend of the Day.
Goober/Doctor: 10; Readers/The Field: 9; Batbaby/Torii: 6; Batgirl/Chairman 4; Jeb/ Lewwww3; Sooz/Stewie 2.
Posted by Goober at June 18, 2006 04:22 PMHappy first Father's Day to you, Goober!
Posted by: Donnalove at June 18, 2006 08:54 PMAs a Morneauvian descendant living in the province of Corey "Korey" Koskie I can speak for many that we look forward to the receding snows of mid-July so that we may throw the 'ol bakball around.
Until then....think I'll go grab my crotch, speak with my cute accent and put u's in words such as honour and favour
Posted by: manitoba man at June 18, 2006 08:59 PMThanks, Donnalove!
Posted by: Goober at June 18, 2006 09:11 PMI second that first Father's Day wish to you Goober!!
I am beginning to wonder whether you have some sort of side deal going on with the good Doctor while BG has been out of town, for it seems your boyfriend has been knocking the proverbial snot out of the ball and winning an inordinately large number of B.O.D.'s in the last few days.
Not saying he doesn't deserve them...but it is beginning to look a little suspicious.
Regardless, since he has been instrumental in getting our team to .500, I am not complaining.
But it is a puzzlement.
Posted by: bubblemint at June 18, 2006 09:41 PMI did feel a little guilty. But what can I say? He's smacking everything around right when it counts...
Posted by: goober at June 18, 2006 09:54 PMSo long as there's a BOD every day there's a game, I really don't care who it is. But the Doc clearly deserves his mass quantity of awards for his recent awesomeness.
Posted by: Nick at June 18, 2006 10:46 PMRather. Today was superb. Way to go, Doc!
Posted by: FordHoiberg at June 18, 2006 11:35 PMLOL. I called it. Called it in the game thread. ;)
Cuddy came up with two men on, and got hit by a pitch. I sat there going: "Morneau is going to come up and knock them all in, and take the BOD away from Cuddy.
And then it happened. I was right, there is a conspiracy.
However, BG. I do apologize. It isn't the Committee that is heading this anti-Cuddy comission. It's the opposing teams pitchers. Those HBPing meanies!
Posted by: Torhu at June 19, 2006 12:01 AMGoober, I hope you don't have to deal with a cranky batbaby when she finds out that the BOD is the good Doctor, yet again. Not that I mind that he's running away with the title (because he helps us win games), but it was Sweetcheeks who did (FINALLY) tie it up for us. Yes, it was a solo homerun but it's PROGRESS for the man who should be doing a lot better than this and should be earning his 10 million so that we could even begin to consider paying him 12.
Maybe if you tempt him with a BOD... he might start acting like he wants to stay with the team and not the greedy, wandering eye (by wandering eye I mean that he's looking to where he could go and wouldn't mind playing if he were traded) player that he's looking like.
Posted by: Shelley at June 19, 2006 12:21 AMIt's not my way to get involved in BOD talk, but Shelley is right. Torii deserved it today. Morneau sealed it, but Torii gave us life.
Also... I like where I live, but I tell my manager all the time about the other offices that would love to have me. I haven't gone anywhere, either. Just a thought...
I'm sad - no love for Mike Redmond?!?!
He came thru in the clutch =)
Hope every father had a wonderful day on Sunday!
Much love
Wonder Woman
No worries Goob...I am sure that BatBaby will get her revenge.
Probably in about 16 years. ;-)
Posted by: bubblemint at June 19, 2006 12:31 PMHa!
Posted by: Goober at June 19, 2006 02:27 PMThanks for the excellent history lesson, Goober. What were your sources?
Posted by: Jeb at June 19, 2006 10:37 PMAt first I thought the Batbaby/Torii was gonna run away with this thing, but 3 in a row? Wow Goob, lucky you...
Posted by: Teece at June 20, 2006 08:39 PMhaha, I'm lovin' the Canadian love. My Canuck friends and I are managing to pass the hours by giggling maniacly....it's helping to heal the pain.
Posted by: ClosetJaysFan at June 20, 2006 09:55 PM