Streetlights dance in the reflection of my face on the silver surface of the butcher knife clenched in his trembling hands and all I can think is curse you Tom Cruise.
Thunderous cheering erupts from the stands as the soft pop of the baseball finding the catchers mitt echoes into the night. Players dance under the spotlights, falling over each other in the brown island of dirt on the sea of green grass, where the pitcher once stood. The regular season is over, on to the playoffs.
Joyous spectators pour like ants out of a disturbed hill into the parking lot looking for cars in spaces long forgotten to the epic battle. Our odd ensemble of mismatched ties and coats to go with our shorts, complete with blinking red roses, all for the love of the game and good heckle, ambles across the asphalt to the bass drum of our rumbling stomachs.
Evening lights blur with Friday night noise, drown out by Pearl Jam's Alive, until we roll to a stop in front off the red roof of Pizza Hut. Nothing like a good pie to cure the munchies of competition. Strange looks abound at our attire, sloughed off our shoulders, lost to the laughter and camaraderie.
Her smile breathes warmly across the table as she takes our order and we know she has lost it and so as we are about to leave, on bended knee we present our corsages and...
You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips, there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips, your trying hard not to show it. But baby, baby you know it...you've lost that loving feeling...
Crimson creeps across her face, to our delight and the applause of the befuddled patrons, as we steal into the night only to hear...
Hey you!
Red streaks slash across the cooks apron, adding sinister intent to the gleaming knife in one hand, a tattered flower in the other. His girlfriend, the waitress, beckons to him from the door he just escaped, knwoing it will do no good.
The fool's mouth oft leads them to dine at the trough of trouble.
We survived the debacle and grew up a bit along the way. Every decision we make has a consequence, no matter our intentions. Especially in matters of the heart. Just because Tom Cruise got the girl, does not mean you won't get a beat down. These days I save my songs for my wife, and the shower of course.
I wonder if it would have been worse if we had sang Wild Thing?
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LOL-'...you make my heart sing, you make everything..groovy!'
Scary moment there Brian- glad you survived to tell the tale as well as you do :)
"Joyous spectators pour like ants out of a disturbed hill into the parking"
Awesome, and a WILD story to boot.
Right now I am picturing Charlie Sheen in those adorable black glasses, and I am SINGING!!
(but not well......)
Never a dull moment, eh?
Singing "Wild Thing" may have made it different but probably not worse. That is a great picture and one the waitress will always cherish don't ya think?
Oh, but it was a good night though. And the rose never stopped blinking. Even when he gave it back. Irony...
Could have been worse. Imagine shooting out a car window in that parking lo...
Nevermind.
I wonder if they married? I need pizza.
-DF
Aww... you put "You've Lost That Loving Feeling" by the Righteous Brosthers in there. My favorite has always been, and will always be "Unchained Melody." Great post, and "Happy Theme Thursday!"
Ah, those youthful moments. I'm glad you lived to tell.
you had me at pizza. Or was it "you've lost that loving feeling"????
What a great memory and a wonderful tale you lived and told!!!!
I have no idea what this is about. And it's scary.
Wild Thing: "There's a trick with a knife that I'm learning to do -
And everything I've got, belongs to you."
Sung by: Holly Cole
Nice piece Brian.
"bass drum of our rumbling stomachs", ha! What you can work into a scene here, Brian. Great tale ;)
Brian the metaphors you use in your stories, capture the sound, the scent, the scene. . . all of our senses into one great big intense ball of curiosity and then you gently set us down.
How crazy for a guy to come after you with a knife like that! He must not have a lot of self esteem. That should have made his day to know his girl was being treated kind by a group of hungry baseball fans!
Creepy. I didn't quite get this one, though.
You need to explain this one!
You almost lost me at "Tom Cruise" but then you reeled me in and I was hooked.
Great job!
But the thing is, you can't know, only speculate!
Top Gun years?
ok, heres the paired down version...Cabo(above), myself and our good friend Charlie get dressed upin crazy outifts and go to the baseball game. to heckle and have some fun. afterward we go for pizza, where we decide to sing to our waitress, only the cook is her boyfriend. he follows us out to the parking lot, with a big knife in his hand, to set us straight.
no one dies, but he is a little scary...at which point we grow up a bit in our old age to make wiser choices in life. we were pretty much fools and our mouths got us into trouble...more than once.
oh and the tom cruise reference is from top gun when he sings to the girl...yeah...we did that and its all his fault. lol.
I love the way you tell a story, just love it!
Love this! Had you all the way on the Top Gun reference. What a nice, inspired, fun thing to do. I another universe instead of having a boyfriend, she is alone and on the brink of suicide and your joyful generosity saves her life. Each action ripples through time.
Glad you were safe here though.
fun story
I save my songs for my car and our daily commuting trips we share :)
OK you know what? Picturing Vodka Mom singing is killing me...stop doin' that to her....
I would like to say that a similar thing happened to me in Heckmondwyke once. But it didn't. As always, great post. Happy TT
Awwww, I thought we were going for a fictional story about a slasher at a baseball game! haha! I am glad that you escaped the "Mad butcher" of vinnies Pizza. hahaha!
That first hit approach always gets me. Read to the end and it all clicks into place. Nice TT. -J
Wild thing...I think I love you...
I just knew someone would make us think of this one.
Great story as are they all. Loved the pizza chaser guy. Very scarey. Glad you are all safe.
Hope all is well.
God bless.
ah, the crazy things we do in our youth...the crumudgions just don't get it! awesome writing here.
You serenaded a waitress and the consequences were unexpected.
I guess the fact remains that they might have been with or without your song, as her boyfriend was obviously an idiot.
And I got your story without the explanation.;))
It's a wonder that you are still around to tell the tale. A narrow escape, a lesson learned, and good story to tell later.
you had me going with this story. I will have to read the comments to figure out the movie reference because I haven't thus far.
...okay, "Top Gun" altho' I cannot remember that part. Only remember the "Danger Zone" song by Kenny Loggins and the flight stunts. They filmed that in San Diego when I lived there in the early 80's. He wsn't really very famous then but that movie made him a star (more so than "Risky Biz").
baseball and wild go together like milk and cookies or would that be pizza and beer
great take on the theme
happy theme thursday!!
I'm gonna have that song stuck in my head all day! tee-hee! When Taylor and his friends dress up crazy like that for a game, I always wonder what kind of mischief they will get into! Just the outfits make them act silly! ha!
If it hadn't been for the crazy boyfriend, I'll bet that girl was glowing inside and then he had to go and ruin it for her. Bummer.
I wonder how that waitress explained that one away? ... ;0)
Loose lips can sink ships and get you in a whole lot of trouble,lol. Great post.
Don't you hum the music from Psycho when you are in the shower?
Ha! When *I* sing in the shower someone always bangs on the door and asks me to be quiet. ;o)
michael, you crack me up...thansk for the giggles...lol.
ah, my computer is all jacked up, more on this later, so if i dont see you for a couple days, i am sorry. its breaking my heart, really.
I think Wild Thing is appropriate for any occasion! It makes my heart sing.
You know the saying...
That which does not kill us only makes us stronger.
And wiser, in this case.
Very mysterious Brian. ooh. ;)
Haha, I guess we all either sing or want to sing in the shower. :D
You just had to mention Tom Cruise, didn't you? lol
Isn't it funny looking back now at all the crazy things we did in our youths? As always, you paint the most amazing pictures with your words.
You Wild thing you, your writing is so superb, that i apologize for not always being able to read it through (my concentration lately sucks...)
Okay...so the boyfriend was jealous...maybe a little dangerous.
Bottom line is, THAT Pizza Hut waitress absolutely LOVED the serenade and has told THAT story of you guys singing to her that evening at the very least - - fifty times!!
Wild thing would have deifinitely been worse. Oh boy!
"Every decision we make has a consequence, no matter our intentions. Especially in matters of the heart. "
--How true indeed.
Well, i hope your wife enjoys your singing to her. Some wives would be so lucky...assuming , that is, you sing fairly well or at least with heart.
Enjoyed. Thanks.
Love your wild tale, Brian!
Really?? You sang to your wife in Pizza Hut?? Love it!!
Got "Wild Thing" in my head now and I've only just got out of bed!
Whisper in the ear next to you...never the same ending. THIS IS PRICELESS! I wish I was a witness. Wonderful fun, so glad you are still the tale teller.
always love your stories....and thought of your boys while posting my wild pics
My goodness, Brian! You've got some wild stories, don't you!
So sorry about the computer troubles hope they get solved very soon.
have i told you lately....? you are amazing!
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