Gary Bennett.
Who knew?
For the past week or so, Big Noise from Waukegan has been absolutely dominating his playing time. And today, that dominance continued with another three-hit game. He also accounted for both runs, hitting his third homer in his past five games (and of the season) and driving in the winning run with a well-struck gapper in the bottom of the ninth.
About a week ago, Viva El Birdos commenter allenbrent made the following remark:
Bennett got a hit. They are now officially serving snow cones in hell.
Bennett also homered in that Aug. 18 tilt against the Cubs, which we won 11-3. That prompted allenbrent and other commenters to run with that remark. Bennett’s incredible hot streak has unofficially reinforced “Sno Cone” as Gary Bennett’s nickname. I like it.
Mad props to you, Sno Cone. You deserve it.
August 26, 2006 at 3:46 pm
I’d missed that thread and kinda wondered where the Snocone nickname came from.
Kinda relevant joke that an old-timer Pittsburgh fan told me while sitting at barstools a month or so back:
This guy in Pittsburgh worked for a steel refinery his whole life. He started stoking the furnaces when he turned sixteen and kept at it until he got too old to shovel coal then stayed on with the company as a gopher and lunch delivery guy until the day he died.
He was surprised to find himself in hell after a life spent minding his own business, but he decides to make the best of his eternal punishment. One day, Satan happened to stroll past and saw the guy happily burning in a lake of fire, whistling a jaunty tune to himself. “This is no way to suffer in damnation,” thought the Lord of Lies, and so he turned up the heat on the old man.
The next day he came back and found the old steelworker still happy as a pig in shit, burning away in the bowels of hell. “Tough old bastard,” thinks the devil and decides to change tactics. Seeing as the man spent his whole life shoveling coal into hot furnaces, he turns the fires off and sets to freeze the old soul out.
He returns the next day to find the man whooping and hollering with his feet locked in frozen lava and with a drift of snow up to his waist. “What the heck,” Satan asks, “Can’t you suffer in misery like the rest of these lost souls?”
The old man gleefully gazes around at the swirling snow and shouts back, “Misery? Look around you! The Pirates won the World Series!”
Not a terrible joke. Takes longer to write than it does to tell, though.
August 27, 2006 at 2:33 am
That indeed is a longie but goodie. Too bad you can’t really substitute another Major League city.
It’s a stretch, but perhaps you could apply the joke to residents of Granite City and the Cardinals.
August 27, 2006 at 12:38 pm
Who knew Gary Bennett could swing like that?