At any rate, when relating this tale to the viewing audience, Moore let slip an awesome quote of Dave's that opened a window into his deviant soul. You see the Willis/Moore's are so famous that they had David Letterman play Santa in their family photos. As Demi Moore sat on Dave's lap, she claims he whispered in her ear "I never thought I'd be this close to movie star ass."
The power of movie star ass should never be understated. Whether or not your consider Kate Hudson a movie star is up for debate. "Skinny girl with notable parentage who made one good movie and now cashes cheques for appearing in as many high-paying romcom commercials as she can before her looks go" ass doesn't have quite the same ring to it, but A Rod owes her huge either way. I'm sure he figured he'd be close to movie star ass growing up, but now that he's living the dream, he can't be stopped.
Apparently movie star ass is good for what ails you, as Alex Rodriquez suddenly morphed into an animal. Or, he returned to his actual level of production in the playoffs. His home run Saturday night was pretty awesome, until you realize how shitty Brian Fuentes is. A truly terrible, terrible 0-2 pitch. One for the ages.
Don't Let Your Hatred of the Yankees Turn You Into an Idiot
As I liveblogged the game on Saturday night; the calls/whines of Yankee conspiracy grew out of control and, if I'm being honest, pretty pathetic. Of all the major sports, baseball would be the most difficult to rig. Especially if you're talking about base umpires. The cries reached a fever pitch during the Erick Aybar phantom tag/neighbourhood play controversy. The video showed, in my mind, Aybar made zero effort to tag the bag.
The complaints that "they always let that go, the Yankees get all the calls" may seem to have some merit, especially if you already see it that way. But let's all admit one thing: if video showed Jeter the same distance from the bag in a similar situation, we'd all be losing our mind crying over how "he didn't touch the base!!!" The neighbourhood play is one thing, petty hand-wringing is another. Just enjoy the playoffs, root for the Angels if you like being lied to, and have a good time. Save your blind Yankee rage for the summer.