I was running at the gym and watching the Stanford/USC game this past Saturday, when all of a sudden -- like a ray of beautifully sweaty, caramel-colored light, he hit me!
Mark Sanchez, #6, Quarterback, USC.
Now, I don't pride myself on being the hugest football fan, but I'm smarter than the average girl-bear on the subject. At least, when it comes to stats. I can spit football stats at you like no other. For example:
Madeha: T, new crush, Mark Sanchez, USC...look him up.
T: Ohhhhh Lord. No Maddy, I'm not a girl.
Madeha: T! Just do it, puh-leeeease!
T: (disgruntled noise) Fine. Let me look him up.
Madeha: I bet he's like 6'4..230....no..he's more like 6'3, between 210 and 230...yeah, definitely 6'3. Anyways, what are his stats?
T: Maddy, really? reeeeeally? Since when do YOU care about football stats??
Madeha: Wait, what? I mean "what are his stats" like height, weight, age, etc. What did you think I meant?
T: Wow. I should have known you don't care about what he's accomplished in life or not. Oh look...he's got a criminal record too.....for sexual assault.....on a freshman...you sure know how to pick the good ones Maddy.
Madeha: I do have a knack for sniffing out the bad boys. Even quasi-celebrities. Sweet! Now, back to those stats.
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