Music Makes the People Come Together....Yeah
By Caron and Rebecca
Hey fans…so we’ve been writing this blog for awhile now and have come to realize that it can be hard to get going without those themes! I mean not even a glass of wine or two…or three…is working…so…themes “without a budget” will be making their debut at this week’s game…the big reveal will be at the end of this blog…which means you have to read it…so off you go…
Top o’ the 1st…Our Gold Nuts take the field against the Rook’S….with a big “S”….not sure if their name is a play on Chess…but they never captured our King…or Duke…who took the mound as Big Nuts and set the tone early with a Duke to Bill Ol Nuts Club Chang for 1 (and almost 2)…then Big Nuts Duke (and by the way I’m never going to get tired of saying that) threw to KP at 1st for 2…finally Paul Boo-ya Santana shuts em down with a great catch in Center…the Rook’S…with a big “S”…manage 4 runs…but like who cares…we’ve got at-bat songs…more nicknames that you can shake a stick at…and spiked coffee…and we up…holla!
Derek Speed Racer and we mean it leads off with a single…Staci is on with a single…then Big Nuts Duke is on with a double…and we on the board! Bill from the Ol Nuts Club triples…triples…triples…and Sue Go Nuts Westover slams a single…by the end of the inning we tied!
Top o’ the 2nd…Duke Big Nuts Low makes sure we hold em…with a throw to KP Le Nuts Perkins for 1…then…cue the slow-mo music please…Bill and Kara debut this double play that is soooo good they need to name it…and that’s the inning folks…Rook’S…with a big “S”…got nothing…and I’m still reeling from the double play…name it…name it!
Our turn…we up…and we down…back to the field where Bill makes a great catch for 1…Duke makes a strike out for 2…and Duke to KP for 3…somewhere in there the Rook’S manage 2 more runs…but largely distracted by Bootylicious…Kiss…and even a little Sweet Caroline…their number is about to be up…that is after we tease them a little in the 3rd…Duke leads off with a single…Susie G Nuts Gonzalez slams a single and Bill singles…we back in the singles club…but not for long…I can’t wait any longer…to the 4th!
Top o’ the 4th…it’s 6 – 4…Rook’S…with a big “S” are in the lead…time to shut them down…and away we go…things start off with the most graceful Duke to Bill to KP double play ever…I think it was choreographed or something…timing was spot on…and I could swear I saw someone throwing red roses onto the field…Bravo peeps! Then Jose Every Time makes a great foul ball catch for 3…although the Rook’S add one run to their score…we’re about to knock them back to last week…punch it!
I sort of forget who leads off here…but we’ll say its Paul…who starts off SlamFest 2006 with a Home Run…up next…KP with a double…then Jose with another double…Then Derek wants a Home Run too so…he gets one…but not before he beats the speed of sound, light, and the speed it takes Lindsay Lohan to grab Swag at the Grammys…we’re so smoking hot right now…and we’re not done…Dianna D Nut takes her base…Then…next up at SlamFest 06’…sure to show the Rook’S what Big Nuts can really do…is the Duke…who’s got that “aims for the trees” body stance…he slams it…as the Rook’S chase the ball through all the leaves, feathers, branches and one random bird watcher…Duke is already in the dugout…another Home Run people! I scramble to get more led in my pencil…color in all the squares on my score sheet…and cheer at the same time…all before the next big act…Monique TS Nuts Enriquez steps up to the plate…a hush comes over the crowd…one more branch falls in the outfield…and Duke enjoys a cigarette…when all of a sudden…Monique slams a single…you hot Monique!
Phew…I’d like to rest right now but we got an encore…Bill steps up…he wants a Home Run too…contact! (I love that sound by the way!) the ball is flying…and the exhausted Rook’S chase it around like the Bad News Bears…one more on the board…we end the inning at 11 – 7…and we’ve got the eleven!
Top o’ the 5th…the struggling Rook’s…(now they have a little “s”)…desperately try to hang on…we hold them to 3 runs with Bill to Staci for out number 1…Duke makes a strike out for 2…and Jose tags out a running Rook at 3rd for 3…our turn…we enjoying the music a little too much so…it’s a quick inning…but its not over before Susie gets another single…G Nuts rule baby!
Un mas tiempo as we take the field for the Rook’s final attempt at checkmate…but we hold em…Duke throws to Bill for 1…add in a little Rook Runner Interference for 2…see…they don’t know how to play softball…and Duke finishes them off with a strike out! We win this thing 11 – 10…that’s hot!
…and now for a little intermission…
A long, long time ago... I can still remember how that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance. And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while…
Now pass the pen there Billy Bob and I’ll write us up a song! Here ye’ Here ye’ – the Nuts have their dancin’ shoes on (Let’s move past this rhyming and get on with the game… before this blog turns really cheesy and quite lame - oh, you ain’t seen anything yet – perhaps I’ll pen a sonnet alas reaching status of a soubrette). huh? okay – to the game we go:
The Nuts take the field… Darryl’s first pitch is a beauty. Strike! The next pitch is hit and forces Randy to do this Matrix-just-call-me-Neo-where’s-the-white-rabbit-i-drank-what side lunge to get the ball. Nice stop! Another hit flies out to Amy and another nice stop, but one run gets in. Cleaner, Randy, and Meaghan ignore the pun in their opponent’s name and quickly make 3 outs. The score is 3-0.
Our first at-bat started with a strut, simply put. With Cleaner shimming to the plate – we all wondered if the south of Chicago was really the badest part of town! But, the pitcher must have been anxious, because he walked Cleaner and moved Teresa to bat. Whack! Teresa hit a double and Cleaner strutted right on home.
Randy really didn’t take it – no, he ain’t gonna and didn’t take it – and hit a double. The seven-nation army marched in next and Meaghan continued marching right onto first base.
Everyone’s getting on base and the crowd is a bit disappointed – it appears no songs have lyrics to them, just short intros! Darryl, Raquel, Brian, and Mike all get on base… and get home. Amy’s up and it’s looking good – the eye I mean. Two outs (we blame the eye) and Jason gets a little dazed and confused all on his own. You know, as I think about it now - every day Amy works so hard bringin’ home her hard earned pay… and Jason walked right up to the plate with Amy only having two outs… she tries to love him baby, but she pushed him away. The inning ended with the score of 3-8. And, so we started singin’… bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
The next inning was rough. No music. Boo-hoo. But, the birthday boy was up for the other team (his girlfriend was sitting in front of me) and hits a grand slam, getting everyone in. But, still in this inning we saw Randy catch a pop fly in the mud by the pitchers mound and a few Randy to Raquel outs. If it’s any consolation, because the score is now 8-9, when the birthday boy rounded third I shouted: “Sure, show off for your woman!” He slowed down a bit. You know, I do what I can. Okay, score is 9-8. Big whoop!
Strike up the band! Mike’s up! Oops, Mike’s out. Play that funky music! Meaghan’s up! Oh, Meaghan’s out. But, I told you he ain’t gonna take it… no, he ain’t gonna take. He’s right (yeah). He's free (yeah). He’ll fight (yeah). You’ll see….. Yeah! Randy hits a triple. Raquel feels the energy. Raise your arms up in the air! Now shake 'em! At least she leaves her hat on to confuse the pitcher enough to walk her. So with Raquel on first and Randy on third, Darryl’s up to bat. NOT a perfect situation occurs next. There's the pitch, slow and straight. All he has to do is swing. But, his pop-foul is caught by the pitcher for out numero tres. The score is still 9-8. But, we started singin’… bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume. While the sergeants played a marching tune. We all got up to dance. Oh, but we never got the chance! Because the players tried to take the field; The marching band refused to yield. Do you recall what was revealed - The day the music died?
This “Quickfielder” idea is really working to our advantage. We need to play this team more often, because the first hit is caught by Mike at third – with a drop and roll, no kidding, we have the first out. Darryl makes a catch and throws to Meaghan at first for out number two. Randy makes a play and throws again to Meaghan at first for three! Man, I’m glad I’m not on the other team – I’d be really tired of hearing just their song intros!
And the band played on… Julie’s up and all C.O. employees have a “light bulb moment” - What are PA systems good for, you ask? No better way to motivate the Golden Shore challenged with a little “Eye of the Tiger” pumpin’ over the system. It sure is enough for Julie and she rose up, straight to the top of first base. Brian’s fire in the sky brought Julie and him home (hey, that ain’t just smoke on the water, I tell you). So, you tell me who’s dazed and confused now because after Amy and Mike get walked, the Quickfielders (ha!) change up their entire out field. New pitcher, new blood. Sure, they get Teresa and Meaghan out, but Amy, Mike, Jason, Raquel, and Randy get home. Told you Randy wasn’t gonna take it. It’s now rubbing off on the rest of the team… Fabulous inning and the score is 9-16. So, we started singin’: bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
Are we having fun yet? More music… Okay! Hold on - Hold on – just some business to take care of first: Cleaner to Meaghan – 1 out. Jason – out 2. Now, I had a joke to make here about the Quickfielder who hit the ball next, but I have decided not to make fun of the guy named “A.Wang” because my last name is (was) “Long” and I’m watching this game next to Duke “low” (refer to the “Big Nuts” comments above). But, I promised we’d get back to the music… so, Darryl to Meaghan – out 3. The score (nudge, nudge) remains the same: 9-16.
Darryl’s up – and what’s this – looks like he’s leaving his hat on tonight too and having some fun making it to second base (hey – there’s a whole joke here to work with that I’m just realizing now!). Amy gets to first and brings Darryl home. Brian walks to second and Teresa makes it to first. Wait! I promised music. And, how about a little clapping? So, let’s take a mini-bonding moment break, Nuts. One more time, with feeling… with hands, touching hands, reaching out - Touching me, touching you…. Oh, sweet Caroline! Good times never seem so good! I've been inclined to believe it never would! Jason’s up and leaving his hat on as well – what base does he make it to? Oops – he strikes out. And the score is 9-20. One last time to the outfield, so we started singin’: bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
Darryl starts out with a killer strike! He’s followed up with Teresa’s brilliant catch of a foul ball. Cleaner throws to Meaghan for the second out. And Darryl rounds it out with a strike out. That’s ball game, folks! Quickfielders? Quick Fielders!
Helter skelter in a summer swelter. The birds flew off with a fallout shelter. Eight miles high and falling fast. It landed foul on the grass. The players tried for a forward pass. With the jester on the sidelines in a cast…
We started singin’: bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
Now, for all of you that have hung on until the very end… the bitter end… for Thursday’s theme, let’s see if we can make it worth your while –
Did you know: It is a dark time for the AcademiaNuts. Although the Rook’S (capital “S”) and Quickfielders (quack, quack) have been destroyed, other D-leaguers have driven the Nuts from their hidden base and pursued them across Bellflower Boulevard. Evading the dreaded Longshots, a group of freedom fighters led by Richard West has established a new secret base on the remote world of Sharkees. The evil lord Blue (you know, the bad ump), obsessed with finding young Skywalker (or is that Johnny Walker Black Label), has dispatched thousands of remote probes (but you can leave your hat on) into the far reaches of space……………………
See you Thursday – good luck all!!! May the force be with you…
Hey fans…so we’ve been writing this blog for awhile now and have come to realize that it can be hard to get going without those themes! I mean not even a glass of wine or two…or three…is working…so…themes “without a budget” will be making their debut at this week’s game…the big reveal will be at the end of this blog…which means you have to read it…so off you go…
Top o’ the 1st…Our Gold Nuts take the field against the Rook’S….with a big “S”….not sure if their name is a play on Chess…but they never captured our King…or Duke…who took the mound as Big Nuts and set the tone early with a Duke to Bill Ol Nuts Club Chang for 1 (and almost 2)…then Big Nuts Duke (and by the way I’m never going to get tired of saying that) threw to KP at 1st for 2…finally Paul Boo-ya Santana shuts em down with a great catch in Center…the Rook’S…with a big “S”…manage 4 runs…but like who cares…we’ve got at-bat songs…more nicknames that you can shake a stick at…and spiked coffee…and we up…holla!
Derek Speed Racer and we mean it leads off with a single…Staci is on with a single…then Big Nuts Duke is on with a double…and we on the board! Bill from the Ol Nuts Club triples…triples…triples…and Sue Go Nuts Westover slams a single…by the end of the inning we tied!
Top o’ the 2nd…Duke Big Nuts Low makes sure we hold em…with a throw to KP Le Nuts Perkins for 1…then…cue the slow-mo music please…Bill and Kara debut this double play that is soooo good they need to name it…and that’s the inning folks…Rook’S…with a big “S”…got nothing…and I’m still reeling from the double play…name it…name it!
Our turn…we up…and we down…back to the field where Bill makes a great catch for 1…Duke makes a strike out for 2…and Duke to KP for 3…somewhere in there the Rook’S manage 2 more runs…but largely distracted by Bootylicious…Kiss…and even a little Sweet Caroline…their number is about to be up…that is after we tease them a little in the 3rd…Duke leads off with a single…Susie G Nuts Gonzalez slams a single and Bill singles…we back in the singles club…but not for long…I can’t wait any longer…to the 4th!
Top o’ the 4th…it’s 6 – 4…Rook’S…with a big “S” are in the lead…time to shut them down…and away we go…things start off with the most graceful Duke to Bill to KP double play ever…I think it was choreographed or something…timing was spot on…and I could swear I saw someone throwing red roses onto the field…Bravo peeps! Then Jose Every Time makes a great foul ball catch for 3…although the Rook’S add one run to their score…we’re about to knock them back to last week…punch it!
I sort of forget who leads off here…but we’ll say its Paul…who starts off SlamFest 2006 with a Home Run…up next…KP with a double…then Jose with another double…Then Derek wants a Home Run too so…he gets one…but not before he beats the speed of sound, light, and the speed it takes Lindsay Lohan to grab Swag at the Grammys…we’re so smoking hot right now…and we’re not done…Dianna D Nut takes her base…Then…next up at SlamFest 06’…sure to show the Rook’S what Big Nuts can really do…is the Duke…who’s got that “aims for the trees” body stance…he slams it…as the Rook’S chase the ball through all the leaves, feathers, branches and one random bird watcher…Duke is already in the dugout…another Home Run people! I scramble to get more led in my pencil…color in all the squares on my score sheet…and cheer at the same time…all before the next big act…Monique TS Nuts Enriquez steps up to the plate…a hush comes over the crowd…one more branch falls in the outfield…and Duke enjoys a cigarette…when all of a sudden…Monique slams a single…you hot Monique!
Phew…I’d like to rest right now but we got an encore…Bill steps up…he wants a Home Run too…contact! (I love that sound by the way!) the ball is flying…and the exhausted Rook’S chase it around like the Bad News Bears…one more on the board…we end the inning at 11 – 7…and we’ve got the eleven!
Top o’ the 5th…the struggling Rook’s…(now they have a little “s”)…desperately try to hang on…we hold them to 3 runs with Bill to Staci for out number 1…Duke makes a strike out for 2…and Jose tags out a running Rook at 3rd for 3…our turn…we enjoying the music a little too much so…it’s a quick inning…but its not over before Susie gets another single…G Nuts rule baby!
Un mas tiempo as we take the field for the Rook’s final attempt at checkmate…but we hold em…Duke throws to Bill for 1…add in a little Rook Runner Interference for 2…see…they don’t know how to play softball…and Duke finishes them off with a strike out! We win this thing 11 – 10…that’s hot!
…and now for a little intermission…
A long, long time ago... I can still remember how that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance. And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while…
Now pass the pen there Billy Bob and I’ll write us up a song! Here ye’ Here ye’ – the Nuts have their dancin’ shoes on (Let’s move past this rhyming and get on with the game… before this blog turns really cheesy and quite lame - oh, you ain’t seen anything yet – perhaps I’ll pen a sonnet alas reaching status of a soubrette). huh? okay – to the game we go:
The Nuts take the field… Darryl’s first pitch is a beauty. Strike! The next pitch is hit and forces Randy to do this Matrix-just-call-me-Neo-where’s-the-white-rabbit-i-drank-what side lunge to get the ball. Nice stop! Another hit flies out to Amy and another nice stop, but one run gets in. Cleaner, Randy, and Meaghan ignore the pun in their opponent’s name and quickly make 3 outs. The score is 3-0.
Our first at-bat started with a strut, simply put. With Cleaner shimming to the plate – we all wondered if the south of Chicago was really the badest part of town! But, the pitcher must have been anxious, because he walked Cleaner and moved Teresa to bat. Whack! Teresa hit a double and Cleaner strutted right on home.
Randy really didn’t take it – no, he ain’t gonna and didn’t take it – and hit a double. The seven-nation army marched in next and Meaghan continued marching right onto first base.
Everyone’s getting on base and the crowd is a bit disappointed – it appears no songs have lyrics to them, just short intros! Darryl, Raquel, Brian, and Mike all get on base… and get home. Amy’s up and it’s looking good – the eye I mean. Two outs (we blame the eye) and Jason gets a little dazed and confused all on his own. You know, as I think about it now - every day Amy works so hard bringin’ home her hard earned pay… and Jason walked right up to the plate with Amy only having two outs… she tries to love him baby, but she pushed him away. The inning ended with the score of 3-8. And, so we started singin’… bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
The next inning was rough. No music. Boo-hoo. But, the birthday boy was up for the other team (his girlfriend was sitting in front of me) and hits a grand slam, getting everyone in. But, still in this inning we saw Randy catch a pop fly in the mud by the pitchers mound and a few Randy to Raquel outs. If it’s any consolation, because the score is now 8-9, when the birthday boy rounded third I shouted: “Sure, show off for your woman!” He slowed down a bit. You know, I do what I can. Okay, score is 9-8. Big whoop!
Strike up the band! Mike’s up! Oops, Mike’s out. Play that funky music! Meaghan’s up! Oh, Meaghan’s out. But, I told you he ain’t gonna take it… no, he ain’t gonna take. He’s right (yeah). He's free (yeah). He’ll fight (yeah). You’ll see….. Yeah! Randy hits a triple. Raquel feels the energy. Raise your arms up in the air! Now shake 'em! At least she leaves her hat on to confuse the pitcher enough to walk her. So with Raquel on first and Randy on third, Darryl’s up to bat. NOT a perfect situation occurs next. There's the pitch, slow and straight. All he has to do is swing. But, his pop-foul is caught by the pitcher for out numero tres. The score is still 9-8. But, we started singin’… bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume. While the sergeants played a marching tune. We all got up to dance. Oh, but we never got the chance! Because the players tried to take the field; The marching band refused to yield. Do you recall what was revealed - The day the music died?
This “Quickfielder” idea is really working to our advantage. We need to play this team more often, because the first hit is caught by Mike at third – with a drop and roll, no kidding, we have the first out. Darryl makes a catch and throws to Meaghan at first for out number two. Randy makes a play and throws again to Meaghan at first for three! Man, I’m glad I’m not on the other team – I’d be really tired of hearing just their song intros!
And the band played on… Julie’s up and all C.O. employees have a “light bulb moment” - What are PA systems good for, you ask? No better way to motivate the Golden Shore challenged with a little “Eye of the Tiger” pumpin’ over the system. It sure is enough for Julie and she rose up, straight to the top of first base. Brian’s fire in the sky brought Julie and him home (hey, that ain’t just smoke on the water, I tell you). So, you tell me who’s dazed and confused now because after Amy and Mike get walked, the Quickfielders (ha!) change up their entire out field. New pitcher, new blood. Sure, they get Teresa and Meaghan out, but Amy, Mike, Jason, Raquel, and Randy get home. Told you Randy wasn’t gonna take it. It’s now rubbing off on the rest of the team… Fabulous inning and the score is 9-16. So, we started singin’: bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
Are we having fun yet? More music… Okay! Hold on - Hold on – just some business to take care of first: Cleaner to Meaghan – 1 out. Jason – out 2. Now, I had a joke to make here about the Quickfielder who hit the ball next, but I have decided not to make fun of the guy named “A.Wang” because my last name is (was) “Long” and I’m watching this game next to Duke “low” (refer to the “Big Nuts” comments above). But, I promised we’d get back to the music… so, Darryl to Meaghan – out 3. The score (nudge, nudge) remains the same: 9-16.
Darryl’s up – and what’s this – looks like he’s leaving his hat on tonight too and having some fun making it to second base (hey – there’s a whole joke here to work with that I’m just realizing now!). Amy gets to first and brings Darryl home. Brian walks to second and Teresa makes it to first. Wait! I promised music. And, how about a little clapping? So, let’s take a mini-bonding moment break, Nuts. One more time, with feeling… with hands, touching hands, reaching out - Touching me, touching you…. Oh, sweet Caroline! Good times never seem so good! I've been inclined to believe it never would! Jason’s up and leaving his hat on as well – what base does he make it to? Oops – he strikes out. And the score is 9-20. One last time to the outfield, so we started singin’: bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
Darryl starts out with a killer strike! He’s followed up with Teresa’s brilliant catch of a foul ball. Cleaner throws to Meaghan for the second out. And Darryl rounds it out with a strike out. That’s ball game, folks! Quickfielders? Quick Fielders!
Helter skelter in a summer swelter. The birds flew off with a fallout shelter. Eight miles high and falling fast. It landed foul on the grass. The players tried for a forward pass. With the jester on the sidelines in a cast…
We started singin’: bye-bye, Quickfielders (Laserfiche, sigh). Drove our Chevy to the ballpark, but the ballpark was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye. Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I pop fly. This’ll be the day that I pop fly…"
Now, for all of you that have hung on until the very end… the bitter end… for Thursday’s theme, let’s see if we can make it worth your while –
Did you know: It is a dark time for the AcademiaNuts. Although the Rook’S (capital “S”) and Quickfielders (quack, quack) have been destroyed, other D-leaguers have driven the Nuts from their hidden base and pursued them across Bellflower Boulevard. Evading the dreaded Longshots, a group of freedom fighters led by Richard West has established a new secret base on the remote world of Sharkees. The evil lord Blue (you know, the bad ump), obsessed with finding young Skywalker (or is that Johnny Walker Black Label), has dispatched thousands of remote probes (but you can leave your hat on) into the far reaches of space……………………
See you Thursday – good luck all!!! May the force be with you…
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