hey, i wouldn't sniff at an authentic pujols jersey or a replacement for my, unfortunately ink stained and discarded, bob gibson jersey.
the latter jersey won me a prime, unexpected and undesired spot on the jumbotron at busch II one warm spring evening. with a mouthful of chaw and a grimace on my face it was all i could do not to flip off the camera.
i am a thirtysomething worker bee who hails from massachusetts. by day i find jobs for individuals with significant disabilities and by night i spend time with my pixie-like wife and share life with my friends at the gathering in salem. my deepest passions are following Jesus Christ, extending God's compassion to the poor and obsessing about the Saint Louis Cardinals.
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props to cade for the photos, mcgwire for saving baseball with a dirty syringe and carp for saving the season and inspiring the playoff beard.
Damn. That's a real fire.
sure smelled like a real one.
Mental note: Never by Gentry a baseball jersey for Christmas.
hey, i wouldn't sniff at an authentic pujols jersey or a replacement for my, unfortunately ink stained and discarded, bob gibson jersey.
the latter jersey won me a prime, unexpected and undesired spot on the jumbotron at busch II one warm spring evening. with a mouthful of chaw and a grimace on my face it was all i could do not to flip off the camera.
seeing you burn that mcgwire shit has never made me more proud to call you a friend...
for the record, i find that shirt patently offensive.
awesome post in pictures man. this was altogether, classic gentry. good stuff.
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