high rollin' stud
This entry was posted on Sunday, April 15, 2007 10:06 PM and is filed under uncategorized.
Though still hurt from my White Sox divorce, I’ve begun dating again. I watched the first three Pittsburgh Pirates games of the season. They won all three games. I quickly found myself emotionally attached to the team and its players. So I watched a few more games. Those damn fools won just one of their next seven games. It made me heartbroken and sick. I’m calling off the relationship.
I’m contemplating a sports-free summer. AH DON’T NEED NO BASEBALL. The emotional toll is too heavy for my weary soul to bear.
Completely unrelated: Growing up, I used to talk to random Mexican immigrants. Most (25 years ago) had the same scheme: Work like crazy for five years, save every penny, then move back to their village as a high rollin’ stud. I’ve stumbled upon a modern day American version: Move to any MAJOR city, work like crazy for five years, save every penny, then move to Pittsburgh. An ok house in a relatively low crime neighborhood starts at $25,000. As long as you don’t mind watching shitty baseball, it’s a remarkable shortcut to the American dream.
That reminds me of something I used to tell my students - “Anyone can make it in America. If the world’s stupidest, ugliest man, Mr. Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr. can make it big, then ANYONE can.”
