American Robin

Bush vs. Kerry, Yankees vs. Red Sox, Tucker vs. Jon

October 25, 2004

Are you one of those fabled "undecided" voters?

Were you not sucked into the World Series playoff drama?

Have you not yet heard even one tiny excerpt from the Jon Stewart-Tucker Carlson showdown on Crossfire?

If you you live in the US and you answered yes to any of the above: Do you have a pulse? Seriously, I think you should check it right now.

The less said about A, the better; it'll all be over in a couple of weeks. I'd much rather talk about my current infatuations.

Infatuation 1: the Red Sox. I wonder how many new fans they picked up in the post season? I for one never watch baseball, save the odd Keys game. But I was powerless to resist the pull of the AL playoffs and watched the entirety of Game 7, without even my laptop to help pass the time. (It is atop my lap right now as I watch World Series Game 2.)

Infatuation 2: Jon Stewart. Ladies, I think you know what I'm talking about. Guys, if you want to meet smart, cute chicks, I've got two words for you: book signing.

I have to say that the ladies really do love Jon Stewart. There were some very attractive females in line and you could, quite frankly, cut the sexual tension with a knife. It was hot. They were hot. John Stewart was hot.
{link via Gothamist}

I was unaware of the charms of Jon Stewart until as recently as a month ago. E was out at his Friday night poker game and I was home watching the only English TV channel we get in Bamako, CNN International, which, I discovered, airs the "International Edition" of the Daily Show each weekend. (A paltry 30 minutes per week, but we take what we can get.)

Being "young, savvy" and awake late at night, I was immediately taken with Jon's smart, satirical sense of humor. Imagine my delight when I heard how he lit into Tucker Carlson on Tucker's own show. It wasn't long after that I discovered the Jon Stewart Intelligence Agency, formerly the Jon Stewart Estrogen Brigade.

It's a slippery slope, ladies. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Comments

For the sake of my sanity, I will refrain from even thinking about the "undecided voters." And I really have no comment on Jon Stewart's sex appeal. (Other than, "huh?") But as a lifelong baseball atheist, I must say that I find this whole "Red Sox nation" thing a bit disingenuous. Maybe I just don't get it, but I have a hard time seeing the Sox as storied underdogs made good. They look to me like perennial chokers who've finally mastered the gag reflex.

Posted by: darren at October 25, 2004 05:53 PM

Oh yeah, calling the second-highest paid team in the AL -- and the favored team entering the playoffs -- an "underdog" is disingenuous.

The fun for me is watching these scruffy guys make error after error and still, somehow, incredibly, win. Maybe watching a bunch of screwups on their way to becoming world champions should make me cynical, but honestly, I can't help but cheer for them. They're like grown-up, overpaid, beer-bellied Bad News Bears.

Posted by: robin at October 25, 2004 07:17 PM

I don't like baseball. Hrmph.

I can't imagine anyone being undecided. Jaded, perhaps. But not undecided.

And I may be the only person to say this, but I liked Craig Kilborn on The Daily Show - I devoted my 1 o'clock hour to him all the way through college. Jon's cute, though, I'll admit.

Posted by: Abby at October 26, 2004 12:42 AM

deeply offended by casual use of word 'chicks'.

Harrumph.

Posted by: Mister at November 18, 2004 02:02 PM