Rules of Engagement…Think Yankees Fans

You Forgot to Discuss Napkins…and Broke a Major Rule of Engagement!

Cecilio’s Scribe has been a bit radio silent of late. My apologies. Blame it on the engagement. Yes, CS has signed a long-term agreement with an all-star, terms undisclosed. I am quite happy about the contract. That said, I am now entering the blissful period during which one learns about the rules of engagement. More casually known as wedding talk.

For those who have traveled down this path, none of this may be new. But, for a rookie, I am searching for a metaphor…hmmm…ok…think Yankees fans…debating starting lineups and their thoughts on the team’s top pinch hitter…in December. That’s a bit what it feels like.

You know those completely irrational/borderline-psychotic Yanks fans calling into WFAN in New York in the middle of the football season debating where Melky Cabrera should hit in the lineup and whether Jose Molina can really be a clutch righty bat off the bench? That’s sort of what it’s like. Mildly manic.

We’ve been engaged all of one week and Jerome from the Bronx and every other crazy caller is weighing in on who should be the seventh-inning guy come September, yet we haven’t really even discussed the metaphorical equivalent of a roster or an opening day, let alone player roles and prospective lineups.

It’s an interesting experience. We’ll keep talking sports here and spare our readers any in-depth breakdowns of passed hors d’ouevres or table assignments, but we may drop an occasional humorous update from spring training. As of now, only one decision has been made. There will be no Sunday wedding…for obvious reasons.

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About the Author: Cecilio's Scribe is the founder of The Legend of Cecilio Guante and a generally pessimistic fan of the Mets, Jets, Knicks and Rangers. A fine NYC-based gentlemen who hones his marketing skills as his primary trade by day. Husband, chef, father of a newborn and after-hours blogger by night. Proud alum of the mighty Big Red of Cornell. University. Hot sauce devotee. Staunch protester of the continued wussifcation of American sports. Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick.

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