As I may have mentioned once or twice before, I don’t have cable, and though my boyfriend has been happy (or at least pretends he’s happy) to let me watch the Cardinals games on his TV, for many of the other games I’ve been listening to the radio feeds through MLB.com. It’s been quite some time since I’ve listened to baseball on the radio on a regular basis, and even longer since I listened to any baseball on the radio that involved non-Cardinals announcers. It’s quite instructive. Some things I’ve learned:
Sports and music go together like nachos and beer, rum and coke, Maggiesox/CuteSports/Lady Bee and red wine (sensing a theme here?) With NHL playoff hockey fever running rampant around these parts, I started thinking about all the music I dig that references hockey. These songs have been running through my head at one point or another these last few weeks, so I thought I’d share them with you. No Stompin’ Tom this time around, but I assure you this list is 100% CANCON.
(Incidentally, that song reminds me of this, which I swear only makes me cry because I’m listening to that damn song. Insert “unhealthy obsession” comment here.)
(Yes, I know that you’re getting this post after the afternoon post. It’s still morning in California.)
The rest of the All-Star awesomesauce is after the jump, but first: SPOILER ALERT! NO RED SOX OR YANKEES! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!.
B: …What are the “Twelve Days of Christmas”? ‘Cause, figure it out, right? Christmas is when?
D: Um, the twenty-fifth…
B: Right. And, what’s the twenty-fourth…Christmas Eve, right? So..
D: That’s two
B: That’s two. And, then what’s after that? (pause) Boxing Day
D: Wrestling Day
B: Wrestl..get out!
D: Boxing Day, yeah, yeah.
B: That’s three. Then, what’s after that? Nothin’!
D: New Year’s!
B: Four and what’s…
D: New Year’s Eve?
B: That’s five. Where do ya get twelve?
D: Uh, there’s two Saturdays and Sundays in there; that’s four. So,that’s nine. And three other days which, I believe, are the “mystery” days.
With apologies to Bob and Doug McKenzie and, uh, whoever wrote the original lyrics, we now bring you The Twelve Days of Christmas, Ladies… style. You may notice a small bias, but I did try to select at least a few “gifts” my fellow Ladies would like. So I guess sports = true love here. I can live with that.