That Bluefish Game Part 2

Before I get started with Part 2, I just wanna remind everyone that larger version of the pics are available if you click on the pics. And all our pics since 2004 are here.

This game between the Long Island Ducks and the Bridgeport Bluefish is like a flashback to the 90s. Here you see one third of Generation K - Bill Pulsipher:

Henry Rodriguez bending over! The man had a candy bar named after him. And Joe has two still in their wrappers in his basement! You can't make that up!

And last but not least, Juan Gonzalez. Mister too many babymamas with drama. The man must have scored two or three big deals in his career already, and now he's playing in Bridgeport? Keep the gun in the holster man!

Here's Mr. Candy Bar mid-swing. I think this went for a double.

Juan Gone jogging to right field:

Juan Gone bending over in right field:

Here's Cooper and Jeanne. I guess I might have been wrong on them before. Turns out they are not the same person after all. But look at their eyes (click on pic for big pic). I tried to use the camera thing to correct it but the red eyes were still there! It's scientific proof that they are both evil flesh-eating zombies. And word on the street has it that neither Cooper or Jeanne has belly buttons. Furthermore, I am just now getting an update to this story in my earpiece that both of them in fact were born from giant eggs. This is on the internet, so this must be true.

Lew + George

The Bridgeport Bluefish has feet

I tried to get some close-ups of Juan Gone, but I think he heard/saw me. He kept turning around at the worst moments. And my damn camera's got a one second delay.






I bet there's not even a WCUM radio station.

Closeup of the face of evil

It's right about now that I started taking pictures randomly:



This guy, allegedly, shows up at all the Bluefish games and ask everyone to sign his board. This is the most random thing: He saw us and our shirts and he shouted out "Hey, you guys know Johnny?!" And we were like holy poop, he knows Johnny Buckets? Small world man. Small world. We gave him our card and he might be seeing this as I type.

You could see us anywhere in the stadium. A glob of 13 bright orange shirts. 13 orange shirts and a douchebag with a blue throwback shirt.

And yeah, said jerkface spilt his beer too

Here, he's crying over spilt beer



I had to leave early, but I was disappointed with the group. I don't know if it was because we were too drunk or not drunk enough, but we didn't heckle anyone at all. And we had prime targets! Oh well, there's always next year.