Well, the Phillies really pooped the bed; so much for celebrating the franchises 3^rd championship (2^nd in a row).  They were outplayed, that much is plan and simple.  The Yankees played it up better.  The Phillies are still awesome and have a great core of players and they should battle back next year. 

Here is some advice for this group:  Get you freaking swagger back.  You didn’t seem to have it in the World Series.  It was like you were content just being there.  The whole city is convinced you can win, you are convinced you can win, now you need to man up and do it. 

That being said, this team can go 0-162 the next five years and I wouldn’t care.  They have a 23 year pass with me.  I never thought I was going to see a parade in this city again and this team hooked that up for us.  I have a feeling they’ll be back, but I am not worried if they do.  Just as long as the Yankees don’t freaking win it, ever again!

Enough about the Yankees buying a championship; don’t blame them for playing the game, blame baseball for setting it up that way.  Every single franchise wishes that they could do what the Yankees are doing.  The Phillies generated some pretty nice coin the last two years; let’s see if they spend some of it.  I think they will.  They need to upgrade at third base, get a right handed bat off the bench and tighten up that bullpen, and they will be favored to get back to the World Series. 

Okay, enough about the Phillies.  Let’s continue our theme about how crazy chicks are:

Here are the last five sure signs that you are the stereotypical woman:  (PS – I think Wifesense is already writing up a rebuttal.  I cannot wait to see that sucker.)

5) Woman's Intuition

For every single obvious observation you make, you have to label it “woman’s intuition” or “how a woman has a sixth sense”.  Stop it, you pointed out the obvious, it is not woman’s intuition it is simply making an observation that ANYONE can make.  My shirt today is orange; I do not have manly intuition.  I have two eyes that can see and those two eyes can see that my shirt is indeed orange.  (Orange really does compliment my eyes.  My eyes are POPPING blue right now.  I would contemplate hooking up with myself when I wear orange, but that is too weird, and I didn’t pack any Vaseline this morning.)

4) Tie Hawk

You can spot a stain on a necktie from a mile away.  The tie could be camouflage and you would still see it.  This amazes me.  This has been the one ongoing battle in my relationship with Wifesense.  I will put on a tie, she will be downstairs, and scream up to me:  “You are NOT wearing that tie, it has a stain on the back of it, which is a millimeter in diameter!” simply amazing. 

It is like chicks have x-ray vision, only when it comes to neckties.  They should harness this ability and use it when they are staring at dude’s packages when they are out on their girl-group lunch dates.  It would serve them better. 

3) Gossiping

You start a sentence with “I am not one to gossip” then you blurt out that gossip like it was nobody’s business.  You spread that gossip like a California wildfire.  You Go Girl!  (I cannot believe that I just wrote; you go girl – that is awesome!)

2) Caddyness

You start a sentence with “I don’t like to talk behind other people’s backs” or “I don’t like to seem caddy” then you promptly talk behind someone’s back or you promptly become caddy.  Listen, all girls are caddy, they cannot help it and everyone talks behind other people’s backs, even guys. 

I will talk about someone sitting right next to me, if I find a small window when I think they cannot hear me.  It is just a habit.  I talk about everyone, assuming that they will not find out.  Every man, woman and child is the same way.   We are born with this and we need to accept it.   

I have a feeling that the dude sitting next to me is talking about me right now.  I heard him mention that someone that he works with is wearing orange today, and that they look like a giant pumpkin.  That bastard!  

1) Picking Fights

You ask a question, or make a stupid comment, that you know if going to start a fight with your significant other.  Why do girls like to argue sometimes?  I seriously will never get it.  Wifesense and I rarely ever argue, but sometimes I can just see that look in her eyes that she is about to pick a fight with me and I have no idea why.  Why would you want to argue?  It is exhausting!  It winds up with me saying something really, really stupid and hurtful, her crying, then us making up.  It is the same stupid cycle.  So why do girls want to do this?  NO ONE benefits from it, so stop it.