Twittering

So, I am on Twitter (@bluegoldheels), but I rarely use it. I live in the cell phone dark ages, with a phone that barely text messages, let alone allows me to update Twitter, so I can only update when I am online. I may, however, start paying more attention to Twitter.

You see, to go along with my last post, Ozzie Guillen is now on Twitter. You just know that there will be tweets from Ozzie that would get any other manager fired as the season progresses. Plus, it is easier to understand him when he is writing, not speaking.

Already, Ozzie is saying things that are not exactly what one would like to hear from a manager. For example, yesterday he tweeted: "3 day of Spring Training and im already boreddddddd."

Nice attitude there, Skip. And yet, this just makes me all the more happy to be a White Sox fan.

Things to Do in the Long Off Season - Even More Things

Now, I love my Irish, but there are other teams in my life. Most notably, I love my White Sox. Now, even if you don't like baseball, if you have ever heard Ozzie Guillen's wonderful insanity, you know that the idea of a reality show in which he stars is either the most brilliant or most horrifying idea ever. Either way, it's a train wreck waiting to happen, and Major League Baseball seems to have realized this, and on July 4, the MLB Network is going to premiere a show called The Club that will follow Ozzie, among others.

My off season just got a lot more amusing.

Another Way to Get Through The Long Off Season

Watch any and all video of the new coach you can find. Over at Irish Sports Daily, a video of Coach Kelly at the Baseball Dinner.

I haven't had a chance to watch it yet, so I have no insight for you (like I would have insight even after watching it). Still, it is one more thing to get me through the off season.

The Long Off Season

If you have ventured to this website, I am sure you are one of those individuals who marks the overly long college football off-season in smaller, more palatable increments. There's Signing Day (oh, glorious day when my obsession with boys in high school could probably border on the arrestable), Start of Spring Practice Day (when I start obsessively watching 15 minute videos of men stretching and doing other assorted exercises that teach me nothing, though it would be helpful if they would teach me that I need a better, more productive hobby), Blue Gold Game (or, as some have come to mark it, "Sit in the parking lot, drink, and accidentally miss the game. Again." Day), etc.

Next weekend marks an event that, thanks to a new subscription to DirecTV and the presence of the NFL Network on said dish, I can now add to my off-season list of events: The Combine. Yes, I will be spending significant portions of next weekend watching fat men do things like take their shirts off and get weighed. And I will enjoy it far more than anyone should enjoy something like that.