Before you die, you see the ring
If you're lucky, anyway.
So I got to see a real-live, honest-to-goodness, gen-u-ine-article World Series ring yesterday. It kind of gave me chills. But the best part was how it turned a bunch of grown men into giddy, giggling schoolgirls. I would have taken a picture, as they all did, but as you know, my cell phone is about a thousand years old and doesn't have a camera.
Labels: sports
10 comments:
You have to taunt me, don't you?
I know, I know, I'm sorry. :(
But I had to write about it. It was soooooo cool.
If I had to wait 86 years, I'd taunt too.
Oh, wait....
Heh. :)
Fortunately, we can't lose to you in the World Series, Goth.
Hmmm. Next time I see you, I might just have to take a picture with you with my cell phone camera, just to say I did.
Especially not this year, Dweeze.
Go Redbirds.
This is a sports thing, right?
*sniff* Go Redbirds. Okay, time for a new post, I think.
And yes, Buggy, it's a sports thing. However! It's also about big, sparkly jewelry, so there's soemthing for everyone.
I hate you. :D
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