Belt-Ran, Heatwaves, and other nonsense...
So Beltran smacked another Grand Slam last night, and the Mets beat up on the Reds. But look out 'cause here comes Atlanta. Yes, they're still 11.5 games back. But they are on a tear, and you can never count them out.
In other news, this heat wave was still kicking ass in NY and surrounding areas yesterday. I did the unthinkable and ran at 3 in the afternoon (yes, it was 100 degrees). I pounded out a fast 3 miles on the boardwalk, pulled off my shoes, and jumped in the ocean...aaahhhh. Then, last night, I went down to the public pool and got in 2000 yards before the rains came.
Hopefully, the heat is gone.
And (since Fred seems to be fucking around at the movies) I'll have to report that it seems Tom Boonen has pulled out of the TdF after having some breathing problems in the Alpe D'Huez stage. Al doesn't know much about this except that this pussy didn't finish the tour last year either. Come on! Nobody breathes on the tour, Boonen.
posted by Hugh G. Balls at 5:56 AM
6 Comments:
The Braves will catch, or almost catch the Metros. Thank God, because the only interesting thing left in baseball is a late summer penant race.
The heatwave is trickling its way up to us, and highs are forecast in the 90s here all weekend. Gotta get the running and cycling done early and swim the lake in the evenings.
Still beats chipping ice off my rims.
12:13 PM
I'd take the ice right now.
6:11 PM
Try 107 degrees in Cali Al. Looked outside today and saw some little orange guys burst into flames.
11:52 AM
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4:14 PM
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