Josh Beckett, we have to talk.
We let it go when you groomed your facial hair like a weird topiary- because we certainly can't get on to you for that with Papi and Delcarmen and Youkilis running around the clubhouse. We didn't say anything about the proliferation of random necklaces you pile around your neck- even though one of them is most certainly made of hemp, and therefore just a half step up the lame ladder from a puka shell necklace. We even learned to embrace those silver sunglasses you sport, day and night, because we figured they must be like a security blanket for you (why else would you have them clipped to the front of your shirt for every single postgame press conference... which all take place after dark?).
But so help me god, Joshua Patrick- if this is some kind of SLAP BRACELET you are wearing now, even if the salesguy at Armani told you it was a "cuff bracelet" and "all the rage" and "super hip"... we are going to have to stage a fashion intervention.
Don't try and distract me with your broad chest and massive guns, Josh. Don't try to woo me with that "What Would Waylon Do?" shirt (you know I am a sucker for classic outlaw country, as all good Texans are). If that is indeed a slap bracelet, you have gone TOO FAR.
on October 1, 2007 7:55 PM
//Don't try and distract me with your broad chest and massive guns, Josh.//
Good Lord, Texas Gal, are you TRYING to induce a heart-attack in me??!!! It's something I've always known and *heart*, but I struggle to suppress it everyday, otherwise, I would just get nothing done in life!
That being said, you're right about Beckett's accessories. They are getting more and more ridiculous (though, I totally love the bling watch he's got). You think that having a girlfriend would cause him to accessorize a little better. You may have to stage the intervention with her!
Though, if and when the Sox win the World Series this year, we could always let loose the Queer Eye boys on him, a la 2004 ...