Philitically Incorrect

by Cindy Falteich There was a sign over my grandma’s stove that read: KISSIN’ WEARS OUT COOKIN’ DON’T Even at a young age, I knew I was in trouble. At five, I’d done neither. Now I do neither well. Speaking of things I do poorly… I’ve been blogging for almost three years.  That’s a year longer than my husband has experienced satisfying sex. Okay, maybe I’m giving myself too much credit. That’s at least two years longer than I thought he’d experience satisfying sex. It’s a sad state of affairs when you have the propensity to do well but your performance has slacked off. In some parts, it’s a common phenomenon known as marriage. In others, it’s the 2012 Phillies.  The team would be set if there was a Viagra for major league baseball players. Well, technically, I guess there is. Just not one that helps them round those bases. As a result, Ruben Amaro, Jr. felt the need to shed payroll. And Shane Victorino and Hunter Pence were sheared like sheep. Before...

by Cindy Falteich Well, the inevitable happened. On August 2nd, 2011, I was censored off the blog site  The Bleacher Report . They said my posts were over the limit on their content criteria and I had failed the limbo with my language. Much like the Game Commission, they were hunting for violators and I’d been tagged. (The blog that started the ending is  here .)  I said,  “ I shouldn't be held responsible. I only did what I did because love came to town." It didn't matter. Obviously relaying my honest intentions regarding the bodies of major league players is immoral, especially when the site has highly intelligent life forms posting articles like ‘Sexy American Wags’ or ‘40 Hottest MLB Wags’ or ‘One Night Stand Wags’ (WAG = Wives and Girlfriends). I mean there’s nothing more offensive than reading the secret thoughts of a middle-aged MILF when guys are secretly stroking in the john with their ‘Wag of the Week.’ Fortunately for you, I’...