So There Really Is A Catch
I've finally figured out the catch to marriage. I knew there had to be one. It's just too good to be true, right? So we're thick in the middle of a Division race, Cubs or Astros: Who will take home the Central title? Obviously my own loyalties lay with my home team Astros, but I'm a bit partial to the Cubbies as well. Kevin is a true blue Cubs fan; it runs deep in his blood, so much so that he even smells like Wrigley Field! Ah the sweet stench of drunken frat boys. Take it all in folks, breathe that good stuff in nice and deep! Sorry, just joking around. Anyhow, the point I'm trying to make is this: I want to see my husband happy. Cubs winning the Division equals his happiness. Cubs winning the Division equals my hometown boys lose a shot at an incredible opportunity to put themselves in the books. There's the fucking rub. Man, marriage is tough.
Comments
Very simple. Dump the Astros and root for the Cubbies! Then everybody wins. 8-)
Posted by: Kevin B. O'Reilly | September 20, 2003 1:12 AM
thank god you didn't come to our show last night. you did miss something hilarious, but it was a disaster.
Posted by: jojo | September 20, 2003 4:28 PM
Speaking from a married man point of view... the wife being happy is worth about 100 times more than the husband being happy. The misery the husband must potentially endure is far greater than the misery he could ever inflict on the wife. ;o)
So GO ASTROS... for Kevin's sake.
Posted by: Paul | September 22, 2003 10:24 PM
I couldn't agree with you more, Paul! :)
Unfortunately, the Astros just lost to the Giants, which puts them in a dead heat with the Cubs for the Division. Ugh.
Posted by: Princess | September 22, 2003 11:01 PM