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Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Go White Sox!

We wanted to call this entry "order in the court!" except that Monz placed his orders [sic] outside of court! First it was going to be two Portillos dogs, no yuns. But then da judge didn't show up, so Monz couldn't tell it to him! At this point in the story our minds drifted, but somehow there was a change of plans and an order was placed for 2 dogs, no yuns, but with everthing else(including lemon-pickled cabage) from Jeff's. We'd also like you to know that Monz said something very funny to us that would be worthy of title, but we have a strict noncanibalism policy here at MYL so we can't. Think Twighlight Zone.

As one of the editors is going to the game tonight, we thought we'd update you on the Dusty vs. Ozzie contest at Subway. The Trib reports it's not even close -- the Ozzie Southsider (roast beef, turkey, bacon, special sauce) is trouncing the Dusty Northsider (ham, peperoni, mustard) by a 4-1 margin. It's no mystery: it's pretty durn hard to even /taste/, let alone distinguish, a Subway sandwich these days. After the bread, mound of lettuce, and submarine sandwich crap they toss in, you probably wouldn't notice if they forgot the meat altogether! With the Southsider you can at least taste the bacon and make out the sauce. That said, we suspect the Northsider was doomed from the start: peperoni has limited appeal and Dusty's "I like it -- if you don't like it, don't eat it" tude doesn't have us reaching for our wallets. And there's always The Man (Damn that Man!).
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