Tuesday, January 04, 2005

Life imitates art, Vol. II

In our first installment of how life imitates art, we saw the U.S. Olympic men's basketball team face a situation similar to Rocky Balboa fighting Ivan Drago in Russia in Rocky IV.

Our second installment comes from the West Coast, specifically Lo-Cal (some may know this region better as SoCal, but Lo-Cal and Hi-Cal are funnier.)

The Anaheim Angels no longer exist. Huh? How can the 2002 world champions go belly up in two years? Well, not exactly.

The franchise changed its name to the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim. You're thinking two things right now: 1) Morons! and 2) "Yeah, Anaheim."

Such a name change is, as Anaheim city executive John Nicoletti said, "geographically confusing and absurd."

In the movie Swingers, Sue tried to claim Los Angeles as his hometown. The dialogue went like this:

Sue: "You don't know what it's like out here. I'm from L.A."
Trent: "Yeah, Anaheim."
Sue: "Whatever."

Can't you just see Derek Jeter telling people he's going to Los Angeles to play the Angels? Or any other American League player trying to be taken seriously saying that? It's too funny.

I'm going to weasel my way into Yankee Stadium the day before the first West Coast road trip just so I can ask Jeter, "So, Derek, you start in Seattle, then go to pitching-depleted Oakland. Who's the third series against?"

Jeter will respond: "Los Angeles."

I will respond: "Yeah, Anaheim."