Thursday, July 19, 2007

Hey, Look

The New Yorker's "Shouts and Murmurs" column is usually pretty bad. The July 23 installment, by Simon Rich, is an exception. It begins:
What I imagined the people around me were saying when I was . . .
Eleven:
“Oh, man, I can’t believe that kid Simon missed that ground ball! How pathetic!”
“Wait. He’s staring at his baseball glove with a confused expression on his face. Maybe there’s something wrong with his glove and that’s why he messed up.”
“Yeah, that’s probably what happened.”

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