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Mar. 6th, 2006 04:19 pmYes yes yes, Boomer's staying (or, more accurately, deciding to gracefully accept that he's not likely to get his trade any time soon, or, more speculatively, trying to make it look like he is so that the FO might get an offer they're willing to consider), sunshine and disco daisies and fake!journal updates and all that, but what I'd really like to draw your attention to is this:
As Wells finished up with the media his son, Lars, soon to be 7 and named after Metallica's drummer, was being chased around the clubhouse by Beckett, who was in full uniform.
"Just hit him with it," Wells said, referring to the bat in the kid's hands.
"He already did," Beckett said.
This came a few minutes after Lars Wells had picked up some chewing tobacco.
"Take a dip," Wells said, challenging his son.
The kid began to smile and walked away, stunned and not sure what to do.
Wells, turning back to the group, said, "He'll puke his brains out."
BWAHAHAHA. FATHER OF THE YEAR. That last one reminds me of a bit from the FOX sitcom Titus; it's one of Titus's flashbacks where he's trying to stick a penny or something in an electrical socket. His mother tries to stop him, but his father shushes her and then sweetly encourages Titus to go right ahead. He does, and of course gets a good shock for his trouble, and his father gloats, "Betcha won't do that again, willya?"
Only, you know, without the vaguely abusive overtones. That's such a logical way to parent, though. As long as something won't put a kid in genuine danger, why not let him find out for himself that it's not the smartest thing to do?
As for the first bit, I really, really love the image of Josh Beckett running around babysitting psycho miniBoomer. "Didn't we have fun today, Lars? Please tell your dad not to sit on me!"
As Wells finished up with the media his son, Lars, soon to be 7 and named after Metallica's drummer, was being chased around the clubhouse by Beckett, who was in full uniform.
"Just hit him with it," Wells said, referring to the bat in the kid's hands.
"He already did," Beckett said.
This came a few minutes after Lars Wells had picked up some chewing tobacco.
"Take a dip," Wells said, challenging his son.
The kid began to smile and walked away, stunned and not sure what to do.
Wells, turning back to the group, said, "He'll puke his brains out."
BWAHAHAHA. FATHER OF THE YEAR. That last one reminds me of a bit from the FOX sitcom Titus; it's one of Titus's flashbacks where he's trying to stick a penny or something in an electrical socket. His mother tries to stop him, but his father shushes her and then sweetly encourages Titus to go right ahead. He does, and of course gets a good shock for his trouble, and his father gloats, "Betcha won't do that again, willya?"
Only, you know, without the vaguely abusive overtones. That's such a logical way to parent, though. As long as something won't put a kid in genuine danger, why not let him find out for himself that it's not the smartest thing to do?
As for the first bit, I really, really love the image of Josh Beckett running around babysitting psycho miniBoomer. "Didn't we have fun today, Lars? Please tell your dad not to sit on me!"
