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May 31, 2006

Rocky Mountain High (on Something)

In an earlier entry, I suggested that God couldn't answer the Pope's questions about Auschwitz because he was off helping a high school sports team to victory.

I stand corrected.

It was a professional sports team.

No copies of Playboy or Penthouse are in the clubhouse of baseball's Colorado Rockies. There's not even a Maxim. The only reading materials are daily newspapers, sports and car magazines and the Bible.

While praising their players, Rockies executives make clear they believe God has had a hand in the team's improvement.

"You look at things that have happened to us this year," [general manager] O'Dowd says. "You look at some of the moves we made and didn't make. You look at some of the games we're winning. Those aren't just a coincidence. God has definitely had a hand in this."

Given that they've lost the last seven of nine road games, I'm guessing God decided to hang around the Rocky Mountains rather than the Rockies team. Or maybe one of the players jerked off.

Idiots.