By Amy Blair
Over the years I have had a lot of powerful experiences on account of my love for baseball. Some good , some bad , and some just plain strange. As this year’s baseball season draws to a close, I have decided that it’s time to retire the topic. And so, as a final adieu to the boys of summer, I’d like to take a moment to wax nostalgic about one of the coolest baseball moments of my life. A baseball wet dream, if you will.

This past August my softball team was playing one of our last games of the season. We were scheduled for a double-header, and I was having a little bit of trouble getting together enough players. At the last minute, I turned to craigslist (www.craigslist.com) to recruit an emergency sub (no, seriously, I actually used craigslist! And it worked! No shit). Anywho, we showed up at the field and my league commissioner met me with the cryptic news that we would, for some unknown reason, not be playing on our typical, crappy, syringe and condom-laden field, but rather, the city would be opening up the fancy field down the street for us (for which we normally don’t have a permit). Strange, but intriguing, we thought.
When we got to the swanky field (complete with bleachers, working water fountains and an actual grounds crew) we were met by the other team with the question “so, do you guys mind playing against Ron Darling? Yes, the 1986 Mets World Series Championship pitcher, Ron Darling. This news, to put it mildly, was fucking awesome.
Mr. Darling, it turned out, was extremely nice, very tall, and quite handsome to boot. And one of the happiest moments of my life was when he patted me on the back and told me that I’m “a good hitter.” Even as a lifelong Yankees fan, I could have died and gone to heaven.
Baseball just rules, doesn’t it? With that being said, I predict Cardinals in six games (you heard it here first), and a bunch of fucking freaks on Craigslist trying to knock some cleats (if you know what I mean) during the World Series. Ho hum.
Naked World Series – m4w – 29 (Upper West Side)
Anyone want to come over and get naked and watch the World Series with me?
Maybe we’ll fool around? Maybe we won’t? Maybe we’ll order in Chinese food? Or Indian? Or nothing?
Maybe take a shower after the game and lie around and be silly?
Ok, in addition to the fact that the term “Naked World Series” is extremely disturbing, to say the least, I wanted to make it very clear that the word “silly” should never be used by a grown man unless he is talking to his three-year old niece about SpongeBob. And even then it’s a little dicey.

skiing together? – m4w
I am doing by myself enjoing good wine and watching baseball world series….any pretty girl want to join me….
lot`s of snow here….
I am very good looking…please be too, and if you travel in astoria where I live I will pay for the cab, send pic
What I find somewhat amazing here is that this dude is so fucked up that he wrote “I am doing by myself enjoing good wine and watching baseball world series” and yet he somehow had sense enough to use the correct spelling of the word “too” (something that most people who don’t even have the excuse of having done a bazillion drugs can do). This, my friends, is an impressive result of way too much cocaine. Who knew?

Met Fan Seeking Yankee Fan for Post-Post Season Make-Up Sex – m4w – 46
Mourning the Mets and have no desire to watch the World Series.
You probably don’t either.
You can strip me down to my Mets boxers and I can remove your Yankees bra (I bet they sell ‘em. Steinbrenner will even profit from your boobs!)
Then we could let the added passion of a rivalry propel us to new heights.
Before you know it Spring Training will be upon us!
The thought of Steinbrenner profiting from my boobs is an extremely, extremely disturbing notion. Let’s move on, shall we?

Any discreet/masc. baseball fans? – 25 (Midtown East)
Here’s the scene dudes. I am bi, masculine, discreet, good lookin, like to play with dudes safely on the DL…not about being out or anything like that. Just like to have some fun from time to time. I AM A HUGE baseball fan, and my team, the St. Louis Cardinals are playing the Tigers tonight. It would be hot to meetup with another baseball fan, preferably a tigers fan cause that’s who the cards are playing, drink some beers and place wagers on the game, except not with money, if you know what I am saying.
I am MASCULINE, 5’10″, 220#, a bit chub, but good lookin…DL, discreet and gotta travel to your place in the city. Let me know if you’re into it..and we can set something up for later. BE DISEASE FREE and your pic gets mine. NO BS. THe game is on at 8, lookin from then on.

I played this game a few weeks ago when the Yankees were playing the Tigers. Let’s just say DISASTROUS RESULTS and leave it at that.
Yup.

FOX BASEBALL TV GOT TO GO
I am so sick of seeing everything but the damn game, its sickening….sometimes there so busy looking at the fans, that they miss a pitch. Do i have to see the damn Met fans praying after every pitch……And to see the guy crying after the game, i had to laugh……..
THER’S NO CRYING IN BASEBALL……. give me a brake.. like my father says, Look in your pockets Is there anymore money in them..IT baseball get over it…
Finally, something everyone can get behind…the World Series on Fox must be killed. Violently. Um, Cardinals’ pitcher Jeff Suppan pretending that he’s the best friend of a little cartoon baseball with a face, explaining to the audience in a goofy voice what a breaking ball is? It hurts. It really hurts.
Ok, that is all on the topic of baseball. Get back to tying each other up and crapping on each other’s faces, or whatever the hell it is you normally do on Craigslist.
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