I love this show. You all probably know about this show, so I won’t bore you with the summary. It’s wonderfully written, poignant, and timely. Last night’s episode left me with a line I have been tweaking and slipping into my daily vernacular. A dying cancer-ridden nurse says, “I’m up to my tits in tragedy. What do I care?”
I’ve changed it to: “I’m up to my tits in phone calls!” and “I’m up to my tits in e-mails!” I haven’t been much more creative than this.
It’s hard to describe this racy mix of curse words and stunning lyrical language. I tried to find a clip of my favorite quote from this show, but no luck. So allow me to set the scene offer some background. Kenny (our protagonist) falls on his luck and is forced out of Major League baseball. This fall from glory was sprinkled with cocaine and cuss words. Not to worry, Kenny is a champion and determined to bounce back. He returns to his home town in North Carolina to find a job so the IRS can garnish his wages. He lives with his brother and his family when he lands a job as a substitute PE teacher at a middle school. It’s here he is reunited with his high school sweet heart, April, which has totally moved on and now engaged. That doesn’t stop Kenny, remember, he’s a champion. Mayhem ensues, alcohol is consumed, blow is tooted and hearts are broken along the way. Eventually Kenny convinces April to have sex with him. The line that seals the deal, “Listen here you beautiful bitch. I’m about to fuck your mind with some truth.”
If you start watching the show, give it a few episodes. It’s definitely raunchy humor, some may say low brow. But it’s funny.

