Thursday, April 19, 2007

Shell Shocked

Okay, so my first post was going to be about Jackie Robinson, the Astros offseason moves, and beginning of the season. Instead i am going to have a little rant about the saga of the hat I ordered from Astros.com the other day.



First of all, those that know me already know this, but for the benefit of those that don't, I have the head the size of a small planet, so it is near to impossible for me to just walk into a store and find a hat that fits. The rise of hip hop fashion has helped with finding bigger sizes, but only can I occasionally find one in a design I like. Moon men with gold chains and a boombox with an Astros flag may appeal to some, but I must say I am not one of them. Now, I own Astros hats, but they are all of the old school logos, artsy non official type. I haven't owned an official on field Astros hat since I was a small boy with a head only the size of a small moon rockin' in the Astros Buddies Club. So, I decided time to get another one. After trolling through various online retailers, with results that were less then noteworthy, as a last resort I went to Astros.com, whose online shop I always thought was mediocre at best. Well, for once they had something. Official black Astros hat with a patch from those glorious four games we lost to that dastardly team from South Chicago that is, by the way, still the only team to fix a World Series, bastards. Oh and it fit. So, after a few clicks, mine.



So, ordered it and paid the extra 1.50 for 2 day shipping. Well, as it turns out, the day it is supposed to arrive, my colleague, Jay Debauchery, invited me to go to the 'Stros game. Checking the online tracking, I see that my hat has been with the delivery driver(DHL, who uses them anymore?) since 9:15 a.m. so I am excited thinking "new hat for the game" Well, after taking my new cat to the vet, I am merrily stuck in traffic because some dump truck driver took a turn about 500 miles to fast, but thinking about the package that shouold be waiting for me when I get home. So After an hour in traffic, I pull up to my house, and NO package. Okay, I am checking the clock, and I have enough time to go outside and smoke while staring at the corner, watching for the delivery truck, before I have to leave to make it to the game on time. Said smoke comes and goes, no truck. Now I am pissed off and upset, having my hopes crushed like a Brad Lidge slider, and leave for the game.



About to get on the freeway, I check the Shell gas station right on the corner by my house. I know from waiting in line for smokes there, that DHL has a company account there, the drivers are always buying gas and girl fight dvd's there. As I look over, nothing, so I am about to get on the freeway, when my woman tells me to just go back around to the house one more time. I obviously oblige, but still no package. At this point I am raving about how it said it would be delivered today and it has been with the no good so and so since 9 am and WHERE IN THE HELL IS MY HAT, ALL I WANTED WAS TO WEAR IT TO THE GAME!!! It gets better, this time as I drive by the Shell, there is not one, not two, but THREE DHL delivery vans there gassing up. I now have no more time to wait because of trying to get to the game, meanwhile, the woman turns to me and says, "What do you want to bet your hat is in one of those vans." AAAARRRGGGHHHHHHH!!! At this point I wish I had time to go interrogate the drivers and find out who had my hat and what the hell had taken them so long. Alas, had to go to the game, which the Astros won, nice, and forget about my hat for the moment.



Needing to finish this up, hat still wasn't there when I came home, I was pissed. Went to work the next day, came home, hat was there, with the new soccerjersey I ordered from Ebay, so life was good.



Some quick points before I go-



What can I say about Jackie Robinson that hasn't been said. The man is a hero, and I don't use that word lightly.

Carlos Lee looks worth every penny we paid, but he will always be the new Tony Eusebio to me, and that is a compliment of the highest order.

Wandy looks like his control is alot better but it will always take alot of run support to win when he is pitching.

I love Vince Young, he is exciting to watch and seems a good guy, but if the Madden jinx hits him, I hope it will finally shut up everyone who still won't let go of the fact we didn't draft him.

I despise the Cardinals, that sign guy fan of theirs they always show on tv, ya know, with the signs like "this spot for renteria", and I hate Joe Buck.

The Rockets have got me excited and more people need to be fans of the NBA.

I love the Dynamo and more people need to get out and watch their games.

This is the Sabres year to win the Cup!

-Sneaky Pete

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