What's so funny about a ballplayer sitting on the bench with someone else's bubble gum, fully tumescent, affixed to button of his cap? I'm not arguing that it's not funny (because, viscerally, it's hilarious), but why, when we've all seen it a hundred times, does it not fail to delight?
Luis Castillo, who's been sitting and hopefully healing rather than playing, was the victim of the time-tested childhood prank his fellow well-compensated adults pulled on him yesterday. Ramon Castro allegedly did the chewing and the blowing and the sticking…twice. Every Met looked satisfied with the result, except for Castillo, who appeared oblivious. Keith Hernandez and Kevin Burkhardt were certainly delighted. And it's pretty much the only thing I remember from Wednesday's exhibition game — and I watched chunks of it twice.
Perez finally pitched the kind of game that won him big bucks in Ollietration and Angel Pagan smacked his 75th homer of the spring while not being traded for Coco Crisp and J!4 tripled and Fernando Martinez did not dim his prospects. But by this weekend, I won't remember much of their exploits because none of them count. I will, however, remember the bubble that materialized over Luis Castillo's head. Given his state of awareness, one senses it wasn't a thought balloon.
Mets By The Numbers continues its hiatus from matters of significance with Part 2 of its bizarre conception of what constitutes a Met-Lovin' Big Shot
Didn't see it, but I'm chuckling over the thought of Luis Castillo channeling Frank Viola…
Or what about Castillo being sucked up by Rover?
I AM NOT A NUMBAH!
I was both stunned and impressed (and not a little turned on…) by Keith not only associating the bubble with The Prisoner, but knowing its name was Rover. Keith, (almost) all is forgiven.
As for the incident itself, I'm guessing Ramon is in for a world of pain when he least expects it.
Laurie,
Am sure the source behind Number 17's knowledge was the DVD collection rather than a sharp memory.
We should film a remake with Ruben Gotay standing in front of the Marina yelling “I am not a number, I am a free man!” with coach Sandy Alomar, Sr. laughing in the background.
Be seeing you.
Don't spoil this for me, Joe. Let me have one positive opinion about Number 17! That gets harder every year.
Be seeing you.
PS: I never use the thing, but my AOL Instant Messenger name is actually “InTheVillage6.” :-)
i got the prisoner dvd's for christmas one year. excellent show, and i was shocked (and impressed) as well when keith brought out that reference.