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But I think my favorite part of rewatching Game Six was being able to concentrate on the immediate aftermath of the Infamous Slap. The first time I was busy being flabbergasted on the phone with manderspander, yelling "BITCH!" at the television eighty-seven times and freaking out wondering if the umpires would reverse the call after having done so just a few innings before.

I'm not sure what my favorite bit of footage was, though, because it was all so great: Princess A-Rod scrambling madly around Mientkiewicz to try and tag first base (which he totally never managed, so why the ump called him safe to to begin with is beyond me); Bronson Arroyo crouching in shock at the baseline with a "WTF?" look on his face; Mientkiewicz frantically pointing at . . . something; Jeter furiously making the safe sign in the dugout when there is no frigging way he could have seen the play, what with rounding the bases at the time; the shot of A-Rod going, "What?!" in such indignation that he was practically talking in slow motion; the shot of A-Rod with his arms spread all, "Wha'd I do?" I'm surprised I didn't hurt myself laughing. That's baseball comedy gold, that is. Even better than Varitek trying to catch Wakefield's knuckleballs in Game Five, and that (without the terror that came every time he fumbled the ball) is just priceless.

On the other hand, there were the cops lining the field later. I don't think the weirdness of that fully hit me when the game was happening. I was still into the actual game at the time, even though I already knew it was all over - there was just no way the rest of the game could proceed as normal. But watching it last night, I really took in how strange and scary and surreal it was. Police in full riot gear on the field during the game. God, what if something had gone wrong? It could have been a nightmare.

Yeah. Throw Schilling's otherworldly performance in there (*pauses to love on Schilling, because damn*) and you've got yourself a clear winner for the Surreal Game of the Year Award.

If y'all think I'm going on too much about baseball now, just you want until the regular season begins. Or, hell, even spring training. You can go ahead and assume I'm excited for this at all times.

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Yeah. So I'd totally edited out of my memory the fact that Francona went and put Pedro into Game Seven for an excruciating inning, in which he gave up two runs and caused eight thousand more "Who's your daddy?"s. Why? HATE.

Seriously. This inning scared me. Sure, we had eight runs in the seventh inning, and sure, the Yankees had fallen apart at this point, but - well, shades of Grady much? ARGH. HAAAAAATE.

I'm so glad that we never again have to worry about exactly when Pedro is going to implode and if they'll pull him out soon enough. I've pretty much moved past the frothing rage of December, but I'm still not going to miss him one damned bit.

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This all started with me tracking down this picture for watcher_shadow. Because I've ranted at her about A-Rod (among other things) to the point where she finally required a visual. My bad. She is so patient with me. =D



catslash: That's A-Rod *and* Jeter. =D Now you have visuals.
watcher_shadow: A-Rod's lips are PINK. And the picture to the right of the poster? So slashy looking.
catslash: Hmm. The pink is a much better look for him than the purple. The purple clashes with his skin tone.
watcher_shadow: Yes. I can say that without even seeing the purple.
catslash: Good, because the purple is impossible to describe. I suppose we could pretend he was sucking on grape lollipops, but the color was - just too uniform.
watcher_shadow: Some people ar elike that with lollipops, though.
catslash: True. But - it's just too *nice*.
watcher_shadow: I'd say mabye it was a dare but if he does it more than once...
watcher_shadow: Maybe he thinks it brings him good luck XD;
catslash: *giggles* Not any more, I bet.

Then, later:

( Cracked out RP! In which Mandy plays Tim McCarver with disturbing accuracy, in spite of never having heard of him before, and Cathryn is too much of a wuss to carry things to the proper conclusion. )