Monday, September 10, 2007

Raising hell like a class when the lunch bell rings

Yesterday I took my lovely wife to a Mets game followed by the U.S. Open final.  We had to adjust our manners between events.   At Shea, I implored Pedro to plunk Biggio and loudly instructed Mota to get back on steroids.  Such behavior is frowned upon in Arthur Ashe Stadium.

 

I was cheering (politely) for Djokovic because, honestly, I would cheer for a ham sandwich against Federer. 

 

After Djokovic lost the first two sets, I noticed that someone a few rows down had turned their Lexus giveaway cap inside out and was wearing it upside down.   Elated, I immediately removed my cap, turned it inside out, and put it on backwards.  I said, "I didn't know that rally caps were acceptable at tennis matches!"

 

The wife said, "I don't think that's a rally cap.  I think the wearer is just, you know, four years old."