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The 10 Commandments of Dating an Uber Sports Fan

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Y’all, big news. HUGE! OPENING DAY FOR THE MILWAUKEE BREWERS IS JUST 41 SHORT DAYS (and 9 hours and 26 minutes and 15, 14, 13…seconds) AWAY!!!!!!

Not that I’m counting or anything.

Totally not counting.

Okay. I’m definitely counting. For those who don’t know, I’m kind of a big Brewers fan[atic]. Like, the biggest. I’m not even gonna try to sugarcoat it. And this madness, this undeniable fandom that I have? It’s a crutch. Being so emotionally invested in a handful of professional athletes who don’t even know you exist is a torrid addiction. This is a sports fan’s cross to bear. But here’s the thing you have to understand: If we’re going to have this as a vice, it’s much better than any other vices we could possibly adopt. (Like books. Or ice cream. Or pairs of Nikes. Wait…..) Really. You’re lucky it’s sports we love.

But please don’t ever say it’s “just” a game.

  1. Thou shalt not interrupt the game.

It’s sneaky and disingenuous to ask us to take out the trash, or what we want for dinner, and especially if it’s okay if your mother comes to visit. Please save all questions how our day was until the final buzzer/inning/quarter. We appreciate that you care, but how we feel about our day is wholly dependent on this game. We will be able to tell you how our day was afterward. Also, if you RSVP or plan an event or date at the same time a game is on — especially when you know the game is on — you waive all rights for being angry when we explain why we just can’t.

  1. Thou shalt not tell us we’re getting too loud in the bar.

If the bar did not want us to be loud, they would not be playing the game on one of the TVs and encouraging us with loads of alcoholic beverages. WTF!!! ARE YOU CRAZY, UMP?!!? HE WAS TOTALLY SAFE!!!

  1. Thou shalt not record your show when the game is on.

Hulu and HBOgo exist for reasons. The game takes precedence. This is why it’s wise to invest in the kind of DVR that can multitask recording one show while you’re watching another. Really, it’s worth the money for all parties involved.

  1. Thou shalt not call us crazy when we stay up late or wake up early to watch a game.

Sssh, babe, go back to sleep. We need to watch this in real time. It’s not our fault time zones absolutely suck.

  1. Thou shalt not question absurd team-related purchases.*

Such items include: $300 for an autographed picture; a signed ball; a vintage, collector’s jersey; ridiculously exorbitant tickets when our team is finally in town; tickets to the championship, etc. If this is our one chance to spend hundreds of dollars on a playoff game? Yeah, we’re going to do it. When else would we have $900 lying around for no reason? This might not happen ever again!

*This does not apply to cardboard cut-outs of our favorite player as living room decor. Really, it’s for our own good. We’re gonna want to do it, but don’t let us do it, because if you do, pretty soon we’re inviting Lucroy to the dinner table and saying that “Lucroy and I agree” when we disagree with you and really, nobody wins in this scenario.

  1. Thou shalt not try to understand why we are so emotionally invested in a game whose outcome we have no control over.

Look, rooting for sports are like loving movie stars in that there is really less than 0.00005% chance that having a crush on Emma Watson or Chris Evans (call me!) is going to result in holy matrimony, and there’s less than 0.00005% chance that our undying love for our team is going to help them win a game. But, you know, there’s a chance. We like to think there’s a chance. It gives us the will to go on.

  1. Thou shalt not question our “odd” pre-game rituals.

Up to and including: sitting in the same chair every night; tweeting at our favorite players, and or live-tweeting the game like it is the second coming of the Oscars; or wearing the same, grubby jersey every time. We will take care of that sacred piece of laundry when we see fit.

  1. If we are in a fight, thou shalt not begin rooting for the rival team just to piss us off.

And if we go into this relationship already rooting for bitter enemies, well, get ready for some really passive-aggressive, irrational arguments. (And you’re not allowed to introduce us to your friends as “great, even for a [____] fan!”)

  1. Thou shalt not complain when all of our friends always come over to watch the game.

The rules of Sportsfanship™ clearly stipulate that the house with the biggest TV and appropriate cable package hosts any and all game viewing. If you really want to see less of the rowdy couch cheering section, get a smaller T… actually, no, please don’t do that.

  1. Thou shalt order the pizza and wings to show that you care.

Truly clutch people also buy the beer, but really, if you just respect that this time is sacred time between us and a motley crew of athletic spectacle, that is more than we could ever, ever ask for, amen.

**Cubs and/or Cardinals fans need not apply.

 

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Friday Faves

Well hello there, guys!

And a very happy TGIF to ya!

It is a dreary, icky, gloomy, rainy/snowy mess here in Denver today, but that’s not going to put a damper on the fact that a) IT’S FRIDAY!!!, b) I’m wearing my good-butt jeans, c) it’s my birthday tomorrow, and d) IT’S FRIDAY!!!

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Channeling my inner-Gossip Girl on the steps of the MET with my favoritest Jenna! 🙂

This time last year I was in NYC, ringing in my 27th year with one of my best friends, and while I may be missing her and the city like crazy sauce, I think that I’ve got some things up my sleeve this year that will be just as much fun. I’m meeting up with some dear friends of mine tonight for some celebratory dinner and hijinks fun, tomorrow I’m hanging with the sister–getting our retail therapy on and possibly checking out my another one of my friends’ band play, and then on Sunday, a family cookout. It’s going to be a jam-packed couple of days and I am so super excited!

After all, a girl only turns the big 24, 25, 26, 27, 28 once, right?!

What about you?! Have anything scandalous planned for this weekend? And by scandalous I mean eating Chunky Monkey from the carton, with a fork, on the newly cleaned couch, in your underwear.

Actually, that sounds like my kind of Saturday night. 😉

Before you get your ice cream on, be sure to check out my finds from around the web and more in the week’s Friday Faves!

Favorite Comeback Kid: Star Wars: The Force Awakens. Okay. I will admit that I am not nor have I ever been the biggest fan of Star Wars. I know. I KNOW, okay?! But, watching this trailer gave me chills. CHILLS! And when Han Solo and Chewy graced the screen. I maybe choked up just a little bit. I may or may not have to re-evaluate my stance on all things George Lucas and have a massive Star Wars movie binge.

Favorite Library Love: This week was National Library Week, seven whole days celebrating the absolute awesomeness that is libraries and librarians. I am so very proud to be considered a part of this amazing group, opening the doors to discovery, creativity, and magic to people everyday. This post did a wonderful job of highlighting the importance of and wonderful power that libraries have.

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Favorite Breakfast of Champions: It’s my birthday week, and I will cry eat cupcakes for breakfast if I want to. And boy do I want to.

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Favorite Ball Boy: I shouldn’t laugh, but it’s just. too. darn. funny! I have watched this meme probably close to a hundred times and each time, it just even more hilarious. But I’d totally tush-bump anyone in my way for a game ball.

Favorite Meme Maker: Speaking of memes, if you are a fan of baseball, and watching ridiculously awesome and perfect baseball memes, do yourself a flavor and start following @MLBGIFS on the tweet machine. You may end up wasting 16 hours of your day, but they will be 16 hours well spent, my friends.

Favorite BESTNEWSEVER: Staying with the baseball theme for a quick hot second, it just so happens that my Brewers are coming to Denver this summer once again for a three-game series against the Rockies. And it just so happens that I scored tickets right behind the Brewers’ dugout. And it also just so happens that my brother from another mother and Brewers bestie for life, Chris is coming out to visit me and take in all three games. WHAT!?! Like I said, BESTNEWSEVER!

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Favorite funny: 32 Pictures That Will Give You Intense Elementary School Flashbacks. DYING over this roundup! Seriously shouted YES to every single one. Especially these stamp markers and especially #14. #2 is gave me instant anxiety.

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Favorite fashion: Nellore Blouse. Love this sweet and flowy blouse, right? Can I please look as cool as this girl does when I wear it too?

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Favorite DIY: Personal S’mores Roasters. Start with a patio project, end with one, too! I think these personal s’more roasters made out of mini terra cotta pots are so adorable – plus, no bon fire required!

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Favorite pooch: Dapper Dog. What a gentleman!

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Favorite place: Edinburgh Castle, Scotland. Seriously the coolest.

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Favorite indulge: 7 Layer Cookies a la Mode. Are you KIDDING me! I think one bite of this luscious, indulgent dessert would send me straight into a blissful sugar coma!

Three days

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Ray. People will come, Ray. They’ll come to Iowa for reasons they can’t even fathom. They’ll turn into your driveway, not knowing for sure why they’re doing it. They’ll arrive at your door, as innocent as children, longing for the past. “Of course, we won’t mind if you look around,” you’ll say, “It’s only twenty dollars per person.” And they’ll pass over the money without even thinking about it, for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they’ll walk off to the bleachers and sit in their short sleeves on a perfect afternoon. And find they have reserved seats somewhere along the baselines where they sat when they were children. And cheer their heroes. And they’ll watch the game, and it’ll be as they’d dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick, they’ll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come, Ray. The one constant through all the years Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It’s been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game, is a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that once was good, and that could be again. Oh people will come, Ray. People will most definitely come. ”

Three days.

Just three more days until the magic begins.

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Thoughts on a Thursday

1. I’ve got a fever, guys. SPRING FEVER! The last few days here in Denver have been absolutely glorious and it’s defintely making me even more excited that spring is just around the corner which means warmer weather, baseball, cute dresses, baseball, hikes in the mountains, baseball, baseball, and oh hey, baseball!

2. Speaking of baseball, this is the first year in a long time that I am going to miss the Brewers’ Opening Day in Milwaukee (just 25 more days!!!). I just started my new job and unfortunately the ‘ol vacation time doesn’t kick in quite yet, however you better believe I will be watching and cheering and rooting on my guys from afar (although I do find it ironic that they’re playing the Rockies). Good news is that they’re coming out here this summer for a three-game series (if you need me June 19-21, I’ll be at Coors Field double-fisting a hot dog and an ice-cold lemonade).

3. Last night before I went to bed, I haphazardly threw my hair up into a messy bun just to get it out of my face and it ended up looking amazing! So naturally this morning when I tried to replicate the chic “just rolled out of bed” look, I ended up looking like Pigpen (but without the whole dust storm thing).

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4.  This proposal. Not gonna lie, I was crying even before he got to the actual proposal part. SO. DARN. CUTE.

5. It was in this proposal video that I first discovered the amazingness that is Anthem Lights. I’ve had these guys on serious repeat the past few days. Obsessed. Their song Best Thing will give you all the feels. Listen now, thank me later.

6. So there’s this game called Settlers of Catan and apparently, it’s just the best thing since sliced cheese. And apparently I’m the only one who has never heard of or played the silly thing. I’m getting together tomorrow night with some friends to finally play it and will report back on how gouda it really is (see what I did there?).

7. Anyone else eat freshly made Rice Krispie treats for breakfast? No? Just me? Hey, stick anything in a bowl with a fork and you’ve got a meal. #SnapCracklePop

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8. It just hit me that in about a month I will be turning 28. HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?!?!?! I’ve just decided that I’m going to stay 27 forever. I’ll let you know how that works out.

9. If I look over my shoulder while walking at night, I’m not afraid of getting mugged, I’m just checking to see if it’s safe to fart. FYI.

10. TOMORROW’S FRIYAY!!!! ‘Nuff said.

Have a great Thursday, y’all! 🙂

Thoughts on a Thursday

1. I’m convinced that Buzzfeed reads my diaries and makes money off of my life. Seriously.

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2. Big news, guys. I now not only know what a 401K is, but I signed up (Is it sign up? Register? Submit? I’m still not exactly sure on the whole lingo of it all yet) for my very first one yesterday!! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?!?!

3. Is there anything more frustrating then getting a fresh toilet paper roll and NOT finding where the paper-unrolling starts?! It took me nearly 15 minutes this morning until I finally just said, “Afdskfnlfnfkf!” and made my own “start to the roll.” I wish I was joking. I would totally spare a square, if I could figure out how to get the darn square off! Jeesh.

4. I believe there is an art to perfecting the perfect froyo, and that art is ALL about the ice cream to sprinkle ratio.

Nailed it.

                                                       Nailed it.

5.  Rummaging through my closet the other day, I realized something: I am in a major rut. A Jabba the rut. If anyone out there has some smidgen of fashion sense that stems beyond jeans, t-shirts and a pair of Nikes, HELP A GIRL OUT!

6. Can we talk about the fact that it now gets dark out at 3pm?! I mean, I had every intention of going for a run after work last night, maybe clean the apartment or balance my checkbook (HAHAHA!) but then I was all like…wtf am I thinking?!  It’s time for bed.

7. There are exactly 123 days until spring training starts (not that I’m counting or anything.) Hurry up, baseball! I miss you a lot a lot.

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A-Ro[i]d

Hey guys.

So for those of you who know me, you know that besides books (and ice cream. and good hair days. and cuddling with my pup.), my other true love is the Milwaukee Brewers. But even more than that, I am a baseball fanatic.

I can’t help it.

I was literally born into it.

In 1987, the Brewers had the longest winning streak that they had ever had. As my dad anxiously paced the Wausau Hospital hallways on April 18th, waiting for his soon-to-be daughter or son to be born, he couldn’t help but also be a little nervous about the current game that was being played in the waiting room, a game that would continue or end the ‘Crew’s’ 15 (15!) game winning streak.

At 4:13pm that day, yours truly was brought into this amazing world a mere hour after the Brewers had solidified their record-gaining winning streak.

Needless to say there were a lot of happy tears that day.

Growing up, I played tee ball. I played softball. I cheered on my dad, uncle, cousins, and friends who all played baseball. Some of my fondest memories were of long summer nights spent at the local ball park, the cold bleachers under my tush, a hotdog in my hand, and two teams battling it out for nine innings.

It wasn’t heaven; it was Sunnyvale Park.

And it was what I knew. What I loved.

I can still remember the time my dad took me to my very first Brewers game. I was five, wearing a baseball hat that swallowed my head and a glove that made Mickey Mouse’s hands look miniscule. As we walked into County Stadium, the sounds of the fans cheering and loud speaker booming, the smell of freshly cut grass and hot buttered popcorn, and a view of the most beautiful field that lay before me, so gigantic in my little eyes, completely overtook me, enveloping me in the magic that it presented. 72608_10151503324493116_1969820868_n

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I admit that when I consider the role baseball has played in America’s cultural history, I get a bit choked up. And when I think of the unmatched elegance and grace that define what was once referred to as “the national pastime,” I become emotional.

There is just something about it, something that I can’t quite explain. Yet anyone who loves baseball as much as I do knows what I am talking about.

Yesterday, as some of you may have seen and/or heard about, Alex Rodriguez, along with 12 other MLB players, were officially suspended for the remaining of the baseball season, all being found guilty of using performance-enhancing drugs (PEDs). A. Rod was the only one given a suspension that continues over through the 2014 season, a hefty 211 game suspension which is the longest given to any MLB player, one that in my opinion, is not long enough. After far more than 3 strikes, these players finally were given the out.

One of those 12 other players was none other than Ryan Braun, a Brewer’s namesake and former MVP. I lost a great deal of respect for this man. Not only did he disgrace himself, his friends, family, teammates and fans, but he also tarnished the greatest game there is: baseball. I realize people make mistakes; no one is perfect.  What saddens me is that he lied continuously and cheated his teammates and components, basking in the fame he had received when he knew all along he was obtaining it unfairly. He’s an unbelievable baseball player, but he needs to do some serious growing up.ryan-braun-meme

They all do.

Thinking about all the great names that have been involved with the South Florida anti-aging clinic Biogenesis such as Barry Bonds, Jose Canseco, Sammy Sosa, Mark Mcgwire, Jason Giambi, Alex Rodriguez and Ryan Braun, it puts a significant dent in the sport itself. With the increasing popularity of steroids being distributed among baseball players in the Major and Minor Leagues, no one knows what to expect.

There is no doubt about it that the use of steroids in Major League Baseball have tainted the sport. Just think about all the questions that will remain unanswered specifically because of steroids.

Questions that come to my mind are: Would Barry Bonds still be the all-time homerun leader if he didn’t take steroids? Would the Giants have even gone to the World Series in 2002 if Barry Bonds didn’t take steroids? Would Alex Rodriguez have 583 career homeruns without the help of steroids or would Ryan Braun been rightfully deserving of the MVP in 2011?

With that being said, another argument can be brought up. Should steroid users be allowed in the Hall of Fame?

To me, the answer is a simple no. If someone is caught cheating, there is no way their names should be next to the greatest of all-time.

The world of baseball views steroids as cheating, therefore a player who cheats by using illegal substances wouldn’t fit properly in the Hall of Fame next to players like Lou Gehrig, Hank Aaron, Ted Williams, etc., who had tremendous careers without any help from drugs. Maybe the question should be, “Do steroid users DESERVE to be in the Hall of Fame.”

Different fans might have different opinions on the issue, but in reality, steroids have changed the game of baseball.

My wish is that these recent events will change, or at least make a dent in the use of steroids in the MLB (and other professional sports).

Let’s get back to the great game that it was.

The game that I know. The game that I love.

 

 

 

Milwaukee Madness

Oh yeahhhhh.

This happened.

I have arrived! Mecca.

I have arrived! Mecca.

I got to see my sista from anotha mista, Jana G! Easily the best part of my trip.

I got to see my sista from anotha mista, Jana G! Easily the best part of my trip.

Pregaming with my girl Amanda. Cold shmold! We're WI chicks!

Pregaming with my girl Amanda. Cold shmold! We’re WI chicks!

Another year, another opening day with this guy ;)

Another year, another opening day with this guy 😉 Tradition at it’s finest (and funnest)!

Honey I shrunk the Brewer fans?

Honey I shrunk the Brewer fans?

Nothing I'd rather do more...

Nothing I’d rather do more…

And they're off! The cherizo took home the win just in case you were wondering. Don't worry guys; you don't think I'd leave you in suspense, now did you? ;)

And they’re off! The cherizo took home the win just in case you were wondering. Don’t worry guys; you don’t think I’d leave you in suspense, now did you? 😉

Speaking of taking home the win, the Brewers beat the Rockies in a walk-off draw in the tenth inning! Go crew!!There may or may not have been some high-fiving, fist-pumping and screams of excitement from these two gals ;)

Speaking of taking home the win, the Brewers beat the Rockies in a walk-off draw in the tenth inning! Go crew!!
There may or may not have been some high-fiving, fist-pumping and screams of excitement from these two gals 😉

And of course a trip to Milwaukee wouldn’t be complete without a trip (or three) to Culver’s.

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Get in mah belly.

Get in mah belly.

"Is this heaven? No, it's Culver's."

“Is this heaven? No, it’s Culver’s.”

It was real. It was great. It was really great.

Until May, my sweet, sweet Milwaukee.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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