Yesterday was the first day of our baseball season. I'm proud to say that we are now 2-0.
I had to work yesterday, so I skipped out a little early, and headed down to the diamond.
I was so excited to play, and was focused on warming up my arm, that I totally neglected my poor legs. Now I'm hurting a bit.
Afterwards, we went to our sponsor's Restaurant for some beer and wings. My friend Lindsay was the first to call his wife and check in. He mumbled a few words into his cell phone, and quickly hung up. He said she gave him "the tone." It's what all men dread when we speak to our wives.
It's a little more in-your- face that the usual "fine!!" that I get, and it's effective. We know the whole time we're sitting there, our poor wives are home alone waiting on baited breath for us to come stumbling in the door at 2 or 3 a.m.
Yeah right.
We rehearse the scene in our heads, trying to cover angle of the argument that is about to follow.
"No, I only had two beers."
"Yes Lindsay and Aaron stayed too."
"I only spent $20, and that'll be it for this whole month."
We can never be prepared enough apparently, because we always lose that fight.
Last night, I was the only one who didn't get "tone."
And I let everyone know how great MY wife is....
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Congrats on the win - here's to an undefeated run this season ;-)
The Tone - I used to get this a long time ago when I allowed friends to make unreasonable demands on my time. That ended years ago. I now have my Thursdays out playing toy soldiers and the occasional weekend game. If I am reasonable my wife is more than reasonable.
STATS!
5'10" brown eyes....oh you mean basball stats?
3-4 with one foul out.
3 home runs... not bad.
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