Lindsey Vonn ditches her undershirt in a fiery red pantsuit, Maggie Sajak is a force & coach attacks umpire!
First Monday of May? Don't mind if I do! A new month, boys and girls. A big month, too. This is the month, for me at least, that the year really starts to crank up.
I hate winter. I'm not a huge spring guy. I love summer, mainly because it's the final bridge to the fall, which is easily the best time of the year. It's not even close.
For me, summer starts this month. I know it's technically not right, but summer goes from Memorial Day weekend through Labor Day Monday. That's summertime. Memorial Day to Labor Day. The little calendar in the upper right corner of my computer tells me that we're exactly three weeks away from Memorial Day, which means we're 19 days away from the beginning of Memorial Day weekend.
And that means, folks, that we're 19 days away from summer. Let's roll.
Welcome to a big Monday — the one where Lindsey Vonn still has a fastball despite being on not one, but two crutches. Doesn't matter. This is why she's a Hall of Famer.
What else? I've got plenty of #content from a big weekend, I'm somehow in pretty good shape today after my brother's wedding, and is this Fenway Park proposal the toughest thing you'll sit through today? Maybe! We'll see.
Grab you whatever Star Wars-themed drink your local bar is serving today to celebrate May the Fourth, and settle in for a Monday 'Cap!
So, we'll go ahead and jump right into the wedding weekend before we check in with Lindsey and get this week started.
A good weekend. As far as weddings go, there were no real disasters. I've been a part of some doozies. This one was pretty seamless from start to finish.
And hey! We even had a few readers in attendance. This class cleans up well. Well done to all.
OK, let's get to the best #content from a big weekend, and allow a recovering Lindsey Vonn to lead us off:
Another excellent weekend. A good way to end April. A better way to start May. A couple thoughts ...
KESHA WENT SKINNY DIPPING FOR MOTHER NATURE, KRISTIN CAVALLARI MODELS FOR HER BRAND & CONES OF SHAME
OK, let's rapid-fire this Monday class into a big Monday night. First up? Let's head to the diamond and check in on today's youth!
Goodness gracious. I was never part of a game that included a coach/dad throwing hands with the umpire, but we've been close a few times.
Imagine, just for a second, getting THAT fired up over an 11U baseball game. Also, it's 8-0 in the third inning. At that point, you're just running out the clock and praying for the mercy rule so you can get to the Beef 'O' Brady's down the street before the bar closes.
And hey! Beef 'O' Brady's! Another one of those former establishments up in foreclosure heaven. Is Beefs still a thing? We used to have one in our town years ago, but it's been a while. Sad.
Next? Let's head on up to Fenway and tie the knot!
Good Lord.
She looks pissed. He looks humiliated. They force a kiss at the end, but that's clearly just for the cameras. They're just trying to save face at that point. It had to be the most uncomfortable moment at Fenway Park this season, and that's saying something given the team is (in)arguably the worst team in baseball.
Which brings me to my next point ... why schedule a proposal at Fenway right now? Has this guy not followed the team this season? They are an embarrassment. They stink.
They've already fired half the team, and they've been in the American League cellar for a month now. The players are fighting. The coaches don't even know half of them by name. The team flat out STINKS.
And you schedule a marriage proposal?! That's on you. You dug your own grave on that one.
OK, that's it for today. Excellent start to (almost) summer. Let's finish strong with Maggie Sajak as the world's hottest Jedi, and have a big week.
See you Wednesday.
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