remindmeofthe | (no subject)

Blah blah All-Star Game whatever. We all knew Ozzie Guillen was going to be a giant doucheburger and stuff the AL team with as many White Sox as he could get away with, and we also knew that a lot of excellent players would get overlooked in favor of either completely inexplicable choices or the fact that each team has to have a token representative.

Boys from my teams who made it, because if I'm rereading this in six months I'm gonna wish I'd made a list: Papi, Mark Loretta, Manny, ~~Bronson Arroyo,~~ Ivan Rodriguez, Kenny Rogers, Jon Papelbon, and Lance Berkman's token Astro self in reserves. Justin Verlander is in the running for the AL Final Vote. All of this is, of course, subject to change based on who ends up dropping out.

Last year I was all pissed off because my Houston boyfriend Morgan didn't make the team. (He did end up getting in after whoever the hell from the Cards had to drop out.) This year, I just don't care. There are countless deserving candidates and not enough spaces, to say nothing of the silly politics and name recognition.

So I could get all worked up over unfair exclusions and Ozzie Guillen sucks and blah blah, or I could sit back, eat some popcorn, watch everyone else get worked up, be glad most of my boys get a break to gear up for the second half, and hope to god every last White Sox player participating breaks an ankle.