Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Mets Gossip - Year in Review

I don't know, John, we narrowly escaped damaging gossip this year, let's try to stay out of trouble next year...
Well, OK, David, but I'm not the one gettin marriage proposals on a daily basis...


Out here on the Field, the Ladies like to do things ass-backwards. We are putting up the year-end review column after we've put up the preview column for next year. You got a problem with that, take it up with Omar, who also likes to do things ass-backwards, such as signing star players well past their prime.

Mets off-the-field gossip really only featured two major stories this year, as opposed to on-the-field, where much chaos and drama unfolded. We lost a manager and a mullet, but not before said manager got his shots in at the NY press and fans. We had Curtain-Call Gate, into which our beloved DWright was dragged (no, seriously, this "story" dragged on for days). We had Olympians and home-town boys with 30 seconds of major league experience pitching (the latter of which wasted no time stirring some shit of his own). We had temper tantrums and threats, celebrations and crying, and of course, the inevitable collapse. Ah, to be a Met in 2008.

On the lighter side, we had some interesting things occur off-the-field. If you are even remotely interested in the Mets, you know of the obsession with our resident boy wonder, David Wright. He is handsome, humble, hard-working, and above all else, single. Is there a more perfect sports star out there for the Ladies to admire? I think not. Oh, David, he of the great ass and great smile. Imagine our surprise when, just into year 2008, a picture appeared of our beloved with a "model". Hmmm. Maybe there is no schoolteacher girlfriend and he's hooking up with a wanna-be model? Or perhaps DWright was simply appearing with an old friend to help her publicize her career. Well, the gossip boards were all abuzz. Hearts were breaking all over the tri-state area, and beyond. Fast forward to July, then this hit. OMG! As David is an intensely private person and not willing to discuss his love life (which makes him all the more titillating) I guess we'll never know, until a ring is on someone's finger.

The major story this year, courtesy of Lady G, was by far the NY Mets Girlfranz. What do we mean? Check it out and weep/laugh/vomit. All we can say to this is *sigh*.

See, gangstas, this is why you have to stay on the bus. It's the only place you'll behave.

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