My family will be enjoying a slow-cooked corned beef brisket with all the veggies (potatoes, carrots, cabbage) tonight. I would like to apologize publicly to my sister because she is hosting St. Patrick's night dinner as well and I only found out about it three hours after I put the meat in the slow cooker. I have already sent a text saying that we will not make it tonight. Meanwhile, I've been playing Irish music on the computer all afternoon, just to get into the mood.
If anybody says, "Top of the morning to you," to you today, make sure to respond in kind, "And the rest of the day to yourself."
Public Service Announcement (as my wife just said that she found the Bailey's): As you celebrate St. Patrick's Day, please remember to celebrate responsibly.
Now for the baseball portion of the program. If you're wondering, while there are many players of Irish descent in both the Major Leagues and the Minor Leagues, the last native born Irish player was Joe Cleary. Born in County Cork, Cleary only appeared in one game (08/04/1945) in 0.1 inning of work for the Washington Senators. But in that eventful inning, he struck out one batter (the good news), but allowed five hits, three walks, and seven earned runs to score. Saving time for the math, but seven runs in 1/3 innings equals an ERA of 189.
So now, a quick toast to everyone, Irish or just-for-the-day:
May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be at your back.
May your cards collections grow to unmeasurable heights in both volume and value.
May the quest for new cards be swift.
May the journey of life treat you well today and always.
And may a certain North Side baseball team win it all this year (just have a decent season...please).
If you catch my drift.
Sláinte!
Sincerely,
JayBee Anama
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