Thursday, July 8

..and then Shug said: "Just wait."

Telephone rings. The conversation is paraphrased as such:

Jon: Hey Ed, you got the internet handy?
Me: Yeah, I'm at home...are you still at work?
Jon: Yeah...for a little while. Okay, go to yahoo sports.
Me: Okay.
Jon: Open up the Major League baseball scores and open up the live game cast.
Me: Um...sure.
Jon: Pick a game, open the window and click on the sponsor tab.
Me: Uh...okay.
Jon: What do you see?
Me: I see Ken Griffey over and over again.
Jon: Just wait...you'll see what I mean. I sent the company an angry e-mail about this.
Me: Uh...okay, talk to you later.

A few moments go by and I see this:



Um...hmm...something doesn't look right with that advertisement used ON BASEBALL UPDATES! Jon gets a 'way to go' for writing an e-mail to Russell Athletic. How does an athletic supply company for a professional sports league screw this up?

. . [~] . 0 (Grumble) Grumbles .


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