It’s been four years since this ad first hit the airwaves. I figured I’d take this opportunity to remind you of whimsical suckiness gone by.
The Double Play Twins. Sure, they couldn’t actually turn a double play. But they were pretty good at grounding into them.
On top of that, they did everything together. Brushed their teeth side-by-side, ate cheeseburgers with one another (Jose might’ve had one too many of those), played Connect Four, practiced the accordion, rode bicycles built for two, and probably Eiffel Towered the heck out of unsuspecting jersey chasers. High five!
Try not to let that cheery tune get stuck in your head for the rest of the day. (Jose and Yuuuuuuuuuni…)
And a special thanks to The Red Hydro for bringing this 2007 commercial to my attention. It takes a hydro to really remember the good ol’ days.
This is a problem.
You may notice that the above link takes you to Shannon Drayer’s blog at MyNorthwest.com. Shannon, as many of you I’m sure know, is the Mariners’ longtime beat writer who is more or less employed by the ballclub itself. Currently, she works for 710 ESPN Seattle, flagship radio station for the Mariners. Prior to this, she was on the payroll at KOMO AM 1000, the M’s flagship from 2003 to 2008.
Go ahead and read that post I’ve linked. Take your time. I’ll be here when you’re done.
Finished? That’s what she said.
If you managed to make your way through that entire Josie Slopez lovefest that Drayer just shouted from the rooftops, go ahead and give yourself a high-five. You’re a trooper! Feel good about it! Get excited! Okay, pull it back a bit. That’s too much excitement.
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When Jose Lopez tomahawked the living piss out of a chest-high fastball from Yankees relief pitcher Joba Chamberlain on Saturday night, well I’m not gonna lie to you, I nearly exploded all over rows 36 and 37 of section 132 at Safeco Field.
That would have been bad news for a bunch of self-proclaimed New York fans, who had been deposited in the seats in and around me by the Yankee bandwagon which happened to be rolling through town. Of course, knowing how classy most Yanks fan truly are, I’m sure most of those folks are used to getting jizzed on. And yes, I said jizzed. It’s my blog, I’ll do what I want.
Even in the midst of a lost season, the isolated incident that was Lopez’s game-winning grand slam home run could not have felt much better. That moment right there is what makes sports amazingly fantastic. It’s what we, as fans, live for. The unprecedented comeback, the euphoric celebration. It was great, just effing great.
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