More Chins Than a Chinese Phonebook

As the rain abates …

Mike:
Ponson is dishing it, saying, "Let them keep thinking about it. We'll beat them [Thursday]. If their players are thinking about the series against the Yankees instead of about us, they think we're a walk in the park for them… We'll give them a rude awakening."

 

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Doug:
Oh, Sidney, I'm so scared … Why do I get the impression Ponson is thinking more about his next meal than he is pitching?

 

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Mike:
Six one and 264 pounds. He's one Fat Bastard.

 

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Doug:
I eat because I'm unhappy, I'm unhappy because I eat.

 

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Mike:
[Making a P.A. Sound] Attention Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, a friendly Fenway reminder: For your own safety, please, Don't let Orioles pitcher Sydney Ponson see your babies.

 

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Doug:
[Laughs] Baby, the other-other white meat. Baby, it's what's for dinner at Chez Ponson.

 

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