NICOLE CATÁ (New York, New York)
So, as our fabulous readership may have ascertained, Devon and Nicole have decided to keep baseball in BOTO. Your co-writers quickly learned just how much their helpless passion for the sport informs their take on New York City and the world at large. But, while BOTO is by no means a baseball blog, our recent, admittedly heavy coverage of the sport may have overshadowed our treatment of other pertinent issues. With this in mind, Nicole presents a new candidate for BOTO mascot and a review of Broadway’s “Global Smash Hit,” in addition to a celebratory report about how the Mets are back (!!!!!) after the jump:
With all due respect to BROTOR, Nicole proposes that BOTO use as its new mascot The Peregrine Falcon That Wasn’t, an animal with whom her father came into contact when it flew into his hand and quite refused to budge. (Photos to come when Nicole conquers the technology required to transport images from a cell phone to a computer.) After careful observations and based on expert analysis, Nicole, her father, and her boyfriend determined that the bird was a very young peregrine falcon and that they hadn’t the foggiest idea as to what to do with it, particularly because the motley crew was under the assumption that birds would not let younglings back into the nest upon contact with human hands. Good ol’ dad wanted to keep the supposed falcon as a pet, but Nicole and her significant other managed to wrangle a visit to the vet out of the father-to-be. It turns out that the baby peregrine falcon was actually a “teenaged” robin that was avoiding its nest, and its parents, at all costs, and that birds can’t really detect the smell of humans on other birds, because the winged creatures have a poor sense of smell. So much for that myth! Much to his dismay, Nicole’s father released the peregrine-falcon-that wasn’t into its backyard to be reunited with its robin mother, leaving a void in his heart and his daughter’s blog with a potential mascot.
Yes, this is what passes for excitement in Westchester County.
Back in New York City, Nicole has reaffirmed her commitment to providing BOTO’s ever-dedicated readership with ongoing coverage of the best (and worst) of her beloved metropolis. You can imagine the uncomfortable blend of glee and horror she experienced at being offered free tickets to see Mamma Mia! It turns out that this reaction was not unfounded: Mamma Mia! represented the best and… well, perhaps not the best… of what Broadway has to offer. As a jukebox musical, its plot revolves around the lyrics of the songs of ABBA. As you can imagine, this premise alone gave BOTO cause for concern (a euphemism for ‘panic,’ in this case), but Nicole thought that a scathing review of all things Mamma Mia! would be too easy, and this co-writer is never one to shy away from a challenge. So here goes nothing: a theater housing a performance of Mamma Mia! is the consummate city playhouse for those forty year olds who wish to relive their glory days by watching women in space outfits and men in flippers and snorkels (the typical audience member’s “wet dream,” I daresay) dance to admittedly commanding renditions of ABBA tunes set to a saccharine plot rife with unavoidable, and often unintentional, sexual undertones. Also, Carolee Carmello and Carey Anderson were impeccable as the lead actresses. And who can pass up a decent excuse to groove along to Dancing Queen? (Nicole requests that the male members of the BOTO readership keep their hands down for this one.) Ah, the things we do for BOTO.
And now, back in the spotlight despite widespread doubt from its own fanbase, the New York Mets command a winning record after last night’s game against the Los Angeles Dodgers. Hopeful fans boarded the 7 train to Shea Stadium to be rewarded with Johan Santana’s seventh win of the season at the Mets’ seventh consecutive home game. Of particular note were Carlos Beltran’s two-run homer, Ryan Church’s homer, and David Wright’s go-ahead single. These highlights were particularly exciting to BOTO’s resident redhead because the aforementioned players are some of her very favorites, and because she can safely take pride in the way the Mets have been playing since Tuesday: that is, like a team. Tonight alone, the team’s offense in the two-homer third inning backed Santana’s stellar pitching, and Wright and Jose Reyes combined for five hits, three runs and two RBIs (these are those stats to which Devon referred in his since-deleted entry: BOTO trusts that its readership will grow accustomed to them). For the Mets, this cohesive ball-playing is a far cry from what were often patchy performances throughout much of the first two months of the season, and Nicole welcomes the change. What’s more is that the team is rejoicing in its victories together. Seeing Carlos Delgado celebrate with Ryan Church inspired an impromptu Snoopy dance from Nicole, who sure missed those trademark high-fives. The team may not have soared to the lush heights of greatness yet, but an invigorating start is enough to keep this half of BOTO happy for now. Let’s go, Mets!
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As a 1) attendee of the game tonight, 2) rider of the 7 train to the game tonight, and 3) relative n00b to this’em blog yeer, I must say, tonight’s game was a romp. Although, I hesitate to say the Mets are fully back - like in their slump, they seem to still be capable of scoring only in one or two innings, as opposed to consistently getting to a pitching staff, like great teams do. However, their recent outbursts have been either bigger or more clutch than during their slump, so that’s good.
Hahaha, I was so happy the jukebox musical comment made it into your blog. As for Mama Mia itself I could not have put it better!
I do so enjoy this blog. Keep up the good work!
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