I'm the one in the fishnets and Jermaine Dye jersey

I kid. I didn't get to Chicago for the World Series win, but I have a relative there, and she blew off work with the rest of the city to watch the parade. One day, I'd like to see something like that in person. Where I live, we have a Triple-A ball club that farms to the Mets, but it's been forever and a day since I saw a game. When a beer costs more than the price of admission, it's time to rethink your Saturday evening activities. Of course, sex is free.

Now, sex at the World Series...swinging a big bat, one strike, two balls, and it's a home run! See how quickly a picture can inspire a thousand dirty words?