So THATS why they call it The 'D u g o u t".
First I must extend my sincere apology to Susan in VA because I know how she detests anything that has to do with nose debris. And to her blogs question, ARE WE THERE YET? Yes, in regards to nose debris, we are.
I am guilty of not being very excited about the World Series. Last night the hubby turned on the TV and was asleep on the couch as the game played on.
I was reading blogs.
Some excited commentary snagged my attention. There was a close call at 2nd base, so I stopped to watch the replay. They replayed it at least 10 times from four different angles. I continued to watch for a little while after that to see what was happening with the Tigers.
That's when the camera tuned into the dugout and zoomed in on some guy on the bench.
The player very clearly picked his nose. Then, he held his finger up and looked at it.
(I wonder if his nickname is Booger.)
Comments
(*shudder*)
"And then the referee has a little something there in the nose and... you gotta make sure that's all set."
It was brilliant.
just three of the reasons I don't care to watch baseball...and why guys must be drawn to it like moth to flame.
I'm so glad (?) that we weren't the only ones who saw that!
My daughter and I were glued to the Series everynite and that brief scene gave us massive chuckles the rest of the week!
Disgusting? Yes. Embaressing? Perhaps.
But baseball is known for it's crotch scratching, cup adjusting, phlegm hawking, 'chaw spitting and other manly bad habits. But blantant booger diggin' on national tv is a first for us.