When I started this blog last season, I added the section of posts you see above titled Questions from the Mrs. Back then, my lovely wife watched every game with me and, almost without fail, asked me one insightful question about the game per night in her continuing desire to know more about baseball. Perfect series of posts right?
Well, with apologies to Igor, I think I created a monster. Not only does she understand the game, but she keeps doing this annoying thing; being right. This has a lot of terrible consequences. It totally ruined the Questions from the Mrs. section (is it too late to change it to unrequested opinions from the Mrs?) and set up some serious ‘I told you so’ moments (like the time I thought about making a Sam Fuld joke in the Monday morning Power Rankings only to be talked out of it by the Mrs. and suffer through a series of taunts during the LegendofSamFuld game that Monday night). Most importantly, now that she follows the club, the Mrs. keeps stealing my ideas for blog posts and then, taking credit for them even though I thought of them first. Seriously. (Just because you don’t say it out loud first doesn’t mean you weren’t thinking it first. Right?)
Happened again tonight. During the game, I was thinking that I needed to write a post praising the skipper for keeping this group of young players focused during the tough start. There are a lot of skippers that would take a scuffling team like the 1-6 Rays and snuff out their life. In fact, there is a manager like that in the visiting dugout at the Trop the last few nights. But Joe Maddon, through his unique approach, his cool glasses, his wine, his something, kept this group on track.
Of course, I’m not writing that now. Because the Mrs. just blurted it out in the 7th inning. So now she’s going to take credit for it. What’s up with that? I am going to have to impose an embargo on interesting discussion until after I have written. This is brutal.








That is hilarious. That’s why I am now a born-again bachelor. I was sick of always being wrong (not really the reason, just playing along).
Mark,
This is just another example that you will not be able to keep her in the dark about anything for long. Deep down, you know she is way too smart and too good for you.
It’s no secret. I definitely over married. Baseball was the Alamo for me. Once she starts dominating that, I am done.
Mark,
Nice site that you have here! Too bad you have to cover the Rays. Also, I must agree with your assessment, it is no secret, you defiantly out punted the coverage on that one. In all seriousness, this is a great sight and a wonderful way to vent your sarcasm at other things than me!
Mark, mark this on you calender, On Monday, May 9th, at 3:25 P.M. EST I am predicting that the Red Sox will win the AL East with a record 94-68 and the Rays win finish 3 games back while clinching the Wild Card. Bet ya didn’t think we had computers up in dem’ hills huh!!!
Three hilarious things about this comment:
1) You misspelled your own nickname;
2) You are a Red Sox fan that grew up in Tampa;
3) You are prematurely bald at 29. Just give it up.
1) its my nickname, therefore i can spell it how i want!!!
2) For the better part of my childhood we did not have a team.
3) I am 30… That’s all i have for that one.
4) Hope all is well with your family
oh and…
5) the Ray’s can’t keep this up
I like that you referred to your childhood as though it was something that had ended.
Come back often. We need more of the Bad News Bears around these parts.