Tuesday, August 21, 2007

How Not to Propose/Milo Needs to Retire


More on that sap who flamed miserably proposing at the game last night. Turns out she didn't thrown the ring at him, but she dumped her popcorn on his head. Then she stormed up the aisle and out of the stadium with everyone booing her. Then after the inning, the guy left and got an ovation. It also turns out that the Astros charge $300 for getting your proposal on the "kiss cam," but they do give you a DVD of the occasion. For a mere $30, however, they'll put your proposal up on the scoreboard between innings. Nothing like a discount ballgame proposal. Apparently this guy's also either trying to get his money back or he hasn't paid the bill yet. The story's gotten a lot of play-it even turned up on the Fox Sports web site.


Now, I'm a big supporter of marriage, as everyone knows. So I want to help you young lovers out there who are on the verge of taking that exciting step.


Men: spotlight proposals, like "surprise weddings" or post-fight jewelry-no good. It isn't romantic, its manipulation. Also, like trial, never propose if you don't already know the answer, or at least can't handle any possible answer. Put another way, don't spend $300 to show 35,000 people the most embarrassing moment of your life and make a permanent record of it. I would also say that if you do endure what almost anyone else would consider complete and utter humiliation, don't stick around to catch the home 5th and finish your beer. Either run after her or at least head for cover and show a little dignity. Its like after she throws her drink at you-manfully dry your face and head for the nearest exit. I'm told. And if you absolutely must propose at the ballpark, at least spring for nice seats. What woman doesn't dream of telling her grandkids how she got engaged...in the right field bleachers under the foul pole?


Ladies: know who you're dating. Your usual google search/criminal background check doesn't reliably check for tacky. If there's even the slightest possibility you're with going out with someone who will propose on the Minute Maid Kiss Cam, you need to stick to smaller, darker venues, like Sonic. Actually, you need to flee for your life, but that's another issue.


I primarily blame the Astros for this. Where do they get off charging unstable nitwits $300 for this, when they will provide their fans in just 15 seconds more entertainment than an entire night watching a team that's 14 games under .500? I guess Uncle Drayton had to find extra money to pay Woody Williams now that they're not paying second-raters like Clemens or Pettite. Finally and most importantly, Milo's got to go. His radio call of that event was that the woman threw the ring at the guy. Its turning very Harry Caray. I guess anyone could easily mistake throwing a wedding ring for dumping popcorn on someone, especially if its on the stadium gigantatron and it happens really fast, like dumping a whole bucket of popcorn on someone. I've heard the Astros media department has been slipping fake names into the interminable lists of shout-outs Milo reads out between pitches and at bats, like Randolph and Mortimer Duke of Duke and Duke.


So, to sum up, lets keep more things private, Milo's got to go, and be very, very careful who you go with to the ball game.




1 comment:

ssr said...

hey, a blogger huh? um...andy stitzer from 40yr old virgin thinks you have too much free time! you need to meet a "sell your stuff on e-bay store" chick. not sure if you've heard but john granato is back on the air(1560am). the signal is weak so far but supposed to get better by the end of the week. they also stream online. what ive heard so far in the am is hilarious!! most the peeps from the old show on 610 have made their way in(gilbert, brad in springbranch, mike in dairy ashford, etc). way better than the snoozefest on 610 in the morning.