So Ribfest last night was a blast, except for maybe the part where my buddy Russell was arrested for public urination outside of a downtown bar. After the cops told him to get in the car, he asked them over and over again what he did wrong, instead of just getting in the car like he should have, and BAM, they hit him with resisting arrest, and it becomes 600 bucks instead of 100 to bail him out. So we scrounge up the money, send Bergman to the jail in a cab to bail him out, and then Russell and Bergman taxi it back to the bar to meet us and keep drinking, like true Grand Forksians do. The best part is that the cops roughed him up a little to get him in the car, so now he is limping around today and claiming police brutality. Gotta love the Fargo cops, better known as the Gestapo.
Please join me in celebrating my World Series victory over the Houston Astros in MVP Baseball 2005. The AL East title came down to the last day, where David Wells threw a one-hitter to clinch the division over the Yanks. Then I swept the Angels, knocked off the Bad Guys in 6 in the ALCS, and beat the 'Stros in 5 in a World Series that was much more exciting than the score indicates. All four of my wins were come from behind, late-inning victories. Pretty lame on-field celebration, though. I expected better from EA Sports. Schilling took home WS MVP honors, while Johnny Damon took home the regular season MVP in the biggest screw job since, well, last year when Papi didn't win. At least Wells won the Cy Young, but it only lessens the pain a little. In finishing 162 regular season games, the All-Star Game, and 14 playoff games, I would like to thank my tonsils, crappy North Dakota weather, and my priorities, which puts "video games" over "responsibilities."
Predictions for tonight: Dallas will win again in a near replay of game 1. Miami will start out hot, but Dallas will hang around, and a late 3rd-early 4th quarter run will seal it. Dirk goes for 27, Howard for 22 as Terry is relatively shut down. Wade will have another big game with 31, but the supporting cast will struggle and Shaq will get tired and finish with 19 and 11.
