Movie Monday on Wordless Wednesday

The back story: Doug and I don't root for the same sports teams. It's not really a problem for the most part... until it comes to baseball. You see, I grew up a Y@nkees fan... and Doug, a Red S0x fan. Yeah... not really a match made in heaven, right?! In fact, we've lost count of how many times we've been traveling (and wearing our respective hats) and have had complete strangers come up to us and ask about them, and then incredulously state, "And you're married?!?!" It's pretty humorous to us since you realize how widespread the tale of the rivalry has spread. Since Williams left the Y@nkees, I haven't followed it as closely as I should. And since Spencer has come home, I haven't really followed it at all... except the scores. I mean, I need to know when to gloat, right?! I'm a baseball fan, but I'm not as invested as some. Rumor has it I even went to bed during game 7 of the 2004 World Series. Rumor, I say. While I'm not really as flippant about the sport as I seem here, I'm certainly not fanatical.

You may be thinking, "Where is this all going?"

I'm not fanatical until my son comes home from school singing "Take me out to the ball game" [in true Spencer-style of course... complete with random "rock star" screams and "cause it's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 strikes you're out!"] It was adorable. I loved it. Until my husband taught him "For it's root, root, root for the Red S0x!"

The gauntlet was thrown down.

I had no choice... did I?!