If you’ve been reading this blog the past couple of months, you know this is Mr. Green, the WordPress icon I use when mentioning something I’m not allowed to mention anymore (we’ll get to that in a few minutes). For a long time I was running WordPress 4.0.4, but last weekend I made the upgrade to WordPress 4.2.1. And when I did, Mr. Green altered his appearance.
I am not a fan. The original Mr. Green used to make me laugh so hard that PBR almost came shooting out my nose a few times. There are few things in this world I have a weakness for like a smilie who can make me laugh. I miss the original Mr. Green terribly.
And you know what? Thanks to a plugin written by my BBQ teammate Otto, the mutant alien above is going away for good.
The REAL Mr. Green is back.
And I don’t mean Draymond Green. The Grizzlies ran that chump out of the building last night.
So, yesterday afternoon about 3:30 “Mr. Load-in” was at Blind Bear. I was getting ready to get into workhorse mode and go down to the park and build the team booth, but my favorite pair of librarian glasses convinced me that a shot of Fireball would give me added strength so I could stay in for the long haul at the park. As I was about to do the shot, I got a phone call from team vice-president Clay. No one ever calls each other anymore, so I knew it had to be important.
At our second full team meeting back in March, the one at a backyard in Midtown, we used a device to light our team smoker. I have been requested not to mention that device anymore.
Back in the 1980s, Vincent “Chin” Gigante was the boss of the Genovese crime family, the largest of New York’s five families. To avoid surveillance, Mafia members were forbidden from speaking his name. If they had to refer to him in conversation, they were to say “that guy” and touch their chin with their finger. So that’s what we’re going to do on here from now on. It will help give Clay and Moody the impression that I follow their rules, so it will be easier to cover up the “we won’t tell Clay and Moody about this” moments that are coming later this week.
(I mentioned the device we used to light the smoker that one time back in March )
Okay. I’m realizing something. Of our five team board members, two are married, two are in long-term relationships, and one is female. That makes it harder to enforce the Hot Girl Rule. The Hot Girl Rule is an unofficial rule that is followed by most BBQ teams, which states that all other BBQ team rules can be ignored if there’s a hot girl involved. I have to say this is one area in which our sibling team Squeal Street gets it a lot better than we do. The Hot Girl Rule still applies on our team, we just have to dance around the board members a little extra.
On to the news… big day at AutoZone Park for the 1:35 game vs. New Orleans. Mothers get pampered this afternoon, with a mini-massage and manicure station courtesy of Gildan. First 2500 kids receive a free ice cream treat, and kids can run the bases after the game. There’s a special ticket for an 11:30-1:30 Mother’s Day brunch too. There’s also a Share a Coke kiosk where you can personalize a can of Coke.
News for those of you who took the entire week off for BBQ Fest: Tomorrow’s game has an 11:05 AM first pitch. Of course “Mr. Load-in” will be down at Tom Lee doing the heavy lifting, but for those of you who can afford a few hours’ break, this could be fun.
The Green Beetle is hosting a benefit for Hope Lodge this afternoon beginning at 3. Live music by Chris Hill, beer bucket specials, great food.
There’s something called Uncle Curly’s Family Dinner at the Cannon Center tonight. I’m just going to paste the description in: “First, there was a grandmother named Madea. Then a father named Brown. Now meet the Uncle every family has but no one wants to claim, Uncle Curly. Featuring Jekalyn Carr. All tickets are $42 – additional fees may apply.”
Time to get down to the park. We have a lot to accomplish, but with our core values of HARD WORK and TEAMWORK we can do this. All hands on deck!