Friday, October 29, 2004

your 2005 chicago cubs announcing team

a sunny summer saturday at the old ballyard...

GIBBY: 'prior walks rolen, and here's the cardinal slugger edmonds. the pitch... low, ball one.'

KRIER: 'he's quite a hitter, but i saw him at hitops late last evening. let's see if it affects him.'

GIBBY: 'wow, kidder, i barely remember that!... ball two outside...'

KRIER: 'yeah, it was after those jager bombs. HEY OLD STYLE!! THREE HERE!'

JOHNNY: 'he tried to pick a fight with me at about 1:30. i told him to f*&% off.'

GIBBY: 'attaboy, johnny. want some peanuts, kidder?'

KRIER: 'sure gib -- thanks...'

(a thunderous *CRACK*)

GIBBY: 'there's a SWING AND A DRIVE, BELTED!...'

KRIER: 'aw, MOTHERF&*$ING SON OF A B^$%&!!'

JOHNNY: '... ... uh, krier, i don't think you can say that on the radio...'

GIBBY: 'that's one's out on sheffield -- and its 7-0 redbirds in the 4th... jay macias didn't even move when that one was hit.'

JOHNNY: 'phone's ringing -- i think its john mcdonough.'

GIBBY: 'the FCC will get us for that one for sure!'

KRIER: 'oops -- sorry -- medium, why didn't you hit the kill switch?'

JOHNNY: 'well i *would* have if i hadn't had my hands full with this damn kosher dog.'

GIBBY: 'fellas, that's going to be a damn expensive hot dog..."

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