You(nt) had me at hello
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The first time I said "I love you" to Robin, he got scared. So scared that he ran out of the restaurant and started acting very distant. Cold. I wanted to pretend everything was OK, but I knew deep down (perhaps not even all that deep) that I had gone too far. When I finally pressed and asked what was wrong, he said he wasn't even sure what "love" meant. He was scared of my feelings. Of his feelings. Perhaps of all feelings.
He said, "Schnauzer, we're only 14 years old. These feelings... when did you know?" I made him promise not to laugh. I sat him on the bed and I took his hand in mine. I said, "Do you remember the time when we were in my backyard chasing fireflies? And you had, like, 20 in your jar, and I had one with a broken bulb? And then Tim Anderson came outside and started teasing us?" Robin remembered. Like it was yesterday. We recalled how TA7 mocked me by chanting "Schnauzer loves Robin!"
Embarrassed, and unwilling to own up to my feelings in front of my peers, I denied the truth. My truth.
"Yuck!" I cried. "I hate him!"
But, I tell Robin... that's when I knew. That's when I knew I loved him, and that no other shortstop would ever be as good. He ruined me for all shortstops. Yet we were just children.
"Schnauzer! We were only 6!"
I wait for the laughtrack to die down and then I say, "Who cares?"
Still, Robin isn't sure. "How could you know then? I'm not even sure what 'I love you' means now."
I reached over and brushed some old flecks of food out of his mustache. I pull out a stiff-bristled brush and I scruffed some dead skin out of his horrifically acne-scarred face.
"Look," I tell him. "All I know is that you and I belong together. I've always been able to talk to you, to make you laugh and I've always, always wanted you to bat 7th on my god squad..."
He seems to soften a little.
"So that's what I love you means?"
"Yeah," I tell him. He's silent. For a long time. A long, uncomfortable amount of time. So I head to his window, and I prepare to climb out of his room and out of his life. Forever. "Bye."
"Schnauzer?" he calls as I'm already out of frame. "I love you too."
Then I throw him back my jean jacket. Or maybe that was a different episode. Maybe that's when he told me his family was moving to Pittsburgh and that we would have to break up. Or maybe it was after I caught him pretending to be a French foreign exchange student at that party at Hamilton High. I don't remember. We broke up so many times.
Things were great after that. For a while. Then we went skiing on a class trip and I sprained my ankle. I spent the whole night talking to 99 Honus Wagner, and, in the morning -- after we watched the moon pass over the mountains -- he kissed me. Of course, Robin found out. We split up. But only for a while. Because, you see, true love -- like the love between a Schnauzer and a Yount -- it can overcome anything. Everything! Even if I made out with the girl from Freaks & Geeks and then lied about it.
After graduation, he proposed. We knew it would be hard, but we made it work. He was my shortstop for life, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
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I'm not going bother reading this but I know it's good so take my like
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@the_dragon1912 said in You(nt) had me at hello:
I'm not going bother reading this but I know it's good so take my like
tbh it's probably not worth the read, but I'll take the like anyway.
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@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
The first time I said "I love you" to Robin, he got scared. So scared that he ran out of the restaurant and started acting very distant. Cold. I wanted to pretend everything was OK, but I knew deep down (perhaps not even all that deep) that I had gone too far. When I finally pressed and asked what was wrong, he said he wasn't even sure what "love" meant. He was scared of my feelings. Of his feelings. Perhaps of all feelings.
He said, "Schnauzer, we're only 14 years old. These feelings... when did you know?" I made him promise not to laugh. I sat him on the bed and I took his hand in mine. I said, "Do you remember the time when we were in my backyard chasing fireflies? And you had, like, 20 in your jar, and I had one with a broken bulb? And then Tim Anderson came outside and started teasing us?" Robin remembered. Like it was yesterday. We recalled how TA7 mocked me by chanting "Schnauzer loves Robin!"
Embarrassed, and unwilling to own up to my feelings in front of my peers, I denied the truth. My truth.
"Yuck!" I cried. "I hate him!"
But, I tell Robin... that's when I knew. That's when I knew I loved him, and that no other shortstop would ever be as good. He ruined me for all shortstops. Yet we were just children.
"Schnauzer! We were only 6!"
I wait for the laughtrack to die down and then I say, "Who cares?"
Still, Robin isn't sure. "How could you know then? I'm not even sure what 'I love you' means now."
I reached over and brushed some old flecks of food out of his mustache. I pull out a stiff-bristled brush and I scruffed some dead skin out of his horrifically acne-scarred face.
"Look," I tell him. "All I know is that you and I belong together. I've always been able to talk to you, to make you laugh and I've always, always wanted you to bat 7th on my god squad..."
He seems to soften a little.
"So that's what I love you means?"
"Yeah," I tell him. He's silent. For a long time. A long, uncomfortable amount of time. So I head to his window, and I prepare to climb out of his room and out of his life. Forever. "Bye."
"Schnauzer?" he calls as I'm already out of frame. "I love you too."
Then I throw him back my jean jacket. Or maybe that was a different episode. Maybe that's when he told me his family was moving to Pittsburgh and that we would have to break up. Or maybe it was after I caught him pretending to be a French foreign exchange student at that party at Hamilton High. I don't remember. We broke up so many times.
Things were great after that. For a while. Then we went skiing on a class trip and I sprained my ankle. I spent the whole night talking to 99 Honus Wagner, and, in the morning -- after we watched the moon pass over the mountains -- he kissed me. Of course, Robin found out. We split up. But only for a while. Because, you see, true love -- like the love between a Schnauzer and a Yount -- it can overcome anything. Everything! Even if I made out with the girl from Freaks & Geeks and then lied about it.
After graduation, he proposed. We knew it would be hard, but we made it work. He was my shortstop for life, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
Just give the man his EGOT already, beautiful screenplay
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@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
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@Pennstatefencer_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
Yes! I will defend this show for the rest of my life. Still holds up.
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@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@Pennstatefencer_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
Yes! I will defend this show for the rest of my life. Still holds up.
I just did a complete series rewatch with my wife on Disney Plus. Rider Strong, Danielle Fishel, and Will Friedle also have a podcast about the show now which I've been listening to. They have some cool behind the scenes stories and get guests associated with the show for some of the episodes.
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@Pennstatefencer_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@Pennstatefencer_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
Yes! I will defend this show for the rest of my life. Still holds up.
I just did a complete series rewatch with my wife on Disney Plus. Rider Strong, Danielle Fishel, and Will Friedle also have a podcast about the show now which I've been listening to. They have some cool behind the scenes stories and get guests associated with the show for some of the episodes.
I've been binge-listening to that! Very good stuff.
I was born in 83, so I kinda grew up with that show. It had a hugely formative effect on my sense of humor. I still quote it all the time. And Topanga -- not Robin Yount -- was my first love.
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@the_dragon1912 said in You(nt) had me at hello:
I'm not going bother reading this but I know it's good so take my like
I'll be honest; I read the first few sentences and skimmed to the end. But he does get a like.
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@BIG_PAPIx34_PSN said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@the_dragon1912 said in You(nt) had me at hello:
I'm not going bother reading this but I know it's good so take my like
I'll be honest; I read the first few sentences and skimmed to the end. But he does get a like.
You are missing out, that is a screenplay worthy of an Oscar.
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“Compelling and rich” Ron Burgandy
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@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
The first time I said "I love you" to Robin, he got scared. So scared that he ran out of the restaurant and started acting very distant. Cold. I wanted to pretend everything was OK, but I knew deep down (perhaps not even all that deep) that I had gone too far. When I finally pressed and asked what was wrong, he said he wasn't even sure what "love" meant. He was scared of my feelings. Of his feelings. Perhaps of all feelings.
He said, "Schnauzer, we're only 14 years old. These feelings... when did you know?" I made him promise not to laugh. I sat him on the bed and I took his hand in mine. I said, "Do you remember the time when we were in my backyard chasing fireflies? And you had, like, 20 in your jar, and I had one with a broken bulb? And then Tim Anderson came outside and started teasing us?" Robin remembered. Like it was yesterday. We recalled how TA7 mocked me by chanting "Schnauzer loves Robin!"
Embarrassed, and unwilling to own up to my feelings in front of my peers, I denied the truth. My truth.
"Yuck!" I cried. "I hate him!"
But, I tell Robin... that's when I knew. That's when I knew I loved him, and that no other shortstop would ever be as good. He ruined me for all shortstops. Yet we were just children.
"Schnauzer! We were only 6!"
I wait for the laughtrack to die down and then I say, "Who cares?"
Still, Robin isn't sure. "How could you know then? I'm not even sure what 'I love you' means now."
I reached over and brushed some old flecks of food out of his mustache. I pull out a stiff-bristled brush and I scruffed some dead skin out of his horrifically acne-scarred face.
"Look," I tell him. "All I know is that you and I belong together. I've always been able to talk to you, to make you laugh and I've always, always wanted you to bat 7th on my god squad..."
He seems to soften a little.
"So that's what I love you means?"
"Yeah," I tell him. He's silent. For a long time. A long, uncomfortable amount of time. So I head to his window, and I prepare to climb out of his room and out of his life. Forever. "Bye."
"Schnauzer?" he calls as I'm already out of frame. "I love you too."
Then I throw him back my jean jacket. Or maybe that was a different episode. Maybe that's when he told me his family was moving to Pittsburgh and that we would have to break up. Or maybe it was after I caught him pretending to be a French foreign exchange student at that party at Hamilton High. I don't remember. We broke up so many times.
Things were great after that. For a while. Then we went skiing on a class trip and I sprained my ankle. I spent the whole night talking to 99 Honus Wagner, and, in the morning -- after we watched the moon pass over the mountains -- he kissed me. Of course, Robin found out. We split up. But only for a while. Because, you see, true love -- like the love between a Schnauzer and a Yount -- it can overcome anything. Everything! Even if I made out with the girl from Freaks & Geeks and then lied about it.
After graduation, he proposed. We knew it would be hard, but we made it work. He was my shortstop for life, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
I am both deeply troubled but also extremely impressed with this post
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@jake98833_PSN said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
The first time I said "I love you" to Robin, he got scared. So scared that he ran out of the restaurant and started acting very distant. Cold. I wanted to pretend everything was OK, but I knew deep down (perhaps not even all that deep) that I had gone too far. When I finally pressed and asked what was wrong, he said he wasn't even sure what "love" meant. He was scared of my feelings. Of his feelings. Perhaps of all feelings.
He said, "Schnauzer, we're only 14 years old. These feelings... when did you know?" I made him promise not to laugh. I sat him on the bed and I took his hand in mine. I said, "Do you remember the time when we were in my backyard chasing fireflies? And you had, like, 20 in your jar, and I had one with a broken bulb? And then Tim Anderson came outside and started teasing us?" Robin remembered. Like it was yesterday. We recalled how TA7 mocked me by chanting "Schnauzer loves Robin!"
Embarrassed, and unwilling to own up to my feelings in front of my peers, I denied the truth. My truth.
"Yuck!" I cried. "I hate him!"
But, I tell Robin... that's when I knew. That's when I knew I loved him, and that no other shortstop would ever be as good. He ruined me for all shortstops. Yet we were just children.
"Schnauzer! We were only 6!"
I wait for the laughtrack to die down and then I say, "Who cares?"
Still, Robin isn't sure. "How could you know then? I'm not even sure what 'I love you' means now."
I reached over and brushed some old flecks of food out of his mustache. I pull out a stiff-bristled brush and I scruffed some dead skin out of his horrifically acne-scarred face.
"Look," I tell him. "All I know is that you and I belong together. I've always been able to talk to you, to make you laugh and I've always, always wanted you to bat 7th on my god squad..."
He seems to soften a little.
"So that's what I love you means?"
"Yeah," I tell him. He's silent. For a long time. A long, uncomfortable amount of time. So I head to his window, and I prepare to climb out of his room and out of his life. Forever. "Bye."
"Schnauzer?" he calls as I'm already out of frame. "I love you too."
Then I throw him back my jean jacket. Or maybe that was a different episode. Maybe that's when he told me his family was moving to Pittsburgh and that we would have to break up. Or maybe it was after I caught him pretending to be a French foreign exchange student at that party at Hamilton High. I don't remember. We broke up so many times.
Things were great after that. For a while. Then we went skiing on a class trip and I sprained my ankle. I spent the whole night talking to 99 Honus Wagner, and, in the morning -- after we watched the moon pass over the mountains -- he kissed me. Of course, Robin found out. We split up. But only for a while. Because, you see, true love -- like the love between a Schnauzer and a Yount -- it can overcome anything. Everything! Even if I made out with the girl from Freaks & Geeks and then lied about it.
After graduation, he proposed. We knew it would be hard, but we made it work. He was my shortstop for life, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
I am both deeply troubled but also extremely impressed with this post
That's almost exactly what I was going for. If it also made you a little hungry for tollhouse cookies then I would have successfully conveyed everything.
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@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@jake98833_PSN said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
The first time I said "I love you" to Robin, he got scared. So scared that he ran out of the restaurant and started acting very distant. Cold. I wanted to pretend everything was OK, but I knew deep down (perhaps not even all that deep) that I had gone too far. When I finally pressed and asked what was wrong, he said he wasn't even sure what "love" meant. He was scared of my feelings. Of his feelings. Perhaps of all feelings.
He said, "Schnauzer, we're only 14 years old. These feelings... when did you know?" I made him promise not to laugh. I sat him on the bed and I took his hand in mine. I said, "Do you remember the time when we were in my backyard chasing fireflies? And you had, like, 20 in your jar, and I had one with a broken bulb? And then Tim Anderson came outside and started teasing us?" Robin remembered. Like it was yesterday. We recalled how TA7 mocked me by chanting "Schnauzer loves Robin!"
Embarrassed, and unwilling to own up to my feelings in front of my peers, I denied the truth. My truth.
"Yuck!" I cried. "I hate him!"
But, I tell Robin... that's when I knew. That's when I knew I loved him, and that no other shortstop would ever be as good. He ruined me for all shortstops. Yet we were just children.
"Schnauzer! We were only 6!"
I wait for the laughtrack to die down and then I say, "Who cares?"
Still, Robin isn't sure. "How could you know then? I'm not even sure what 'I love you' means now."
I reached over and brushed some old flecks of food out of his mustache. I pull out a stiff-bristled brush and I scruffed some dead skin out of his horrifically acne-scarred face.
"Look," I tell him. "All I know is that you and I belong together. I've always been able to talk to you, to make you laugh and I've always, always wanted you to bat 7th on my god squad..."
He seems to soften a little.
"So that's what I love you means?"
"Yeah," I tell him. He's silent. For a long time. A long, uncomfortable amount of time. So I head to his window, and I prepare to climb out of his room and out of his life. Forever. "Bye."
"Schnauzer?" he calls as I'm already out of frame. "I love you too."
Then I throw him back my jean jacket. Or maybe that was a different episode. Maybe that's when he told me his family was moving to Pittsburgh and that we would have to break up. Or maybe it was after I caught him pretending to be a French foreign exchange student at that party at Hamilton High. I don't remember. We broke up so many times.
Things were great after that. For a while. Then we went skiing on a class trip and I sprained my ankle. I spent the whole night talking to 99 Honus Wagner, and, in the morning -- after we watched the moon pass over the mountains -- he kissed me. Of course, Robin found out. We split up. But only for a while. Because, you see, true love -- like the love between a Schnauzer and a Yount -- it can overcome anything. Everything! Even if I made out with the girl from Freaks & Geeks and then lied about it.
After graduation, he proposed. We knew it would be hard, but we made it work. He was my shortstop for life, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
I am both deeply troubled but also extremely impressed with this post
That's almost exactly what I was going for. If it also made you a little hungry for tollhouse cookies then I would have successfully conveyed everything.
Going to be honest, the more I read this, the more it sounds like Robin molested you while eating Tollhouse cookie’s, but by today’s standards it is EGOT worthy.
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@Pennstatefencer_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@Pennstatefencer_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
Yes! I will defend this show for the rest of my life. Still holds up.
I just did a complete series rewatch with my wife on Disney Plus. Rider Strong, Danielle Fishel, and Will Friedle also have a podcast about the show now which I've been listening to. They have some cool behind the scenes stories and get guests associated with the show for some of the episodes.
And who knew Rachael McGuire became a porn star??????
Yes, this show was fantastic. How is the podcast?
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS I'm gonna buy him when I first login tonight simply because of this post.
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Share your first kiss with him at Magic Kingdom after you chased him down there while he was on a class trip?
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@GixxerRyder750 said in You(nt) had me at hello:
Share your first kiss with him at Magic Kingdom after you chased him down there while he was on a class trip?
Our first kiss was actually a few years before that, when I tried to straighten my hair and it ended up looking like a duck. We were handcuffed to a locker. I'm pretty sure we were protesting the lunch lady or something. He told me it would always be magical if our first kiss was when I thought I looked my worst. I didn't tell him how hideously ugly he was at that moment, because that would have ruined the moment.
Then he more or less disappeared for, like, 2 years, but everyone always remembers it as if he was there all the time from the very beginning.
But he always was there, if only in our hearts.
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@Ericulous1_PSN said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@Pennstatefencer_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@Pennstatefencer_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
Yes! I will defend this show for the rest of my life. Still holds up.
I just did a complete series rewatch with my wife on Disney Plus. Rider Strong, Danielle Fishel, and Will Friedle also have a podcast about the show now which I've been listening to. They have some cool behind the scenes stories and get guests associated with the show for some of the episodes.
And who knew Rachael McGuire became a porn star??????
Yes, this show was fantastic. How is the podcast?
@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS I'm gonna buy him when I first login tonight simply because of this post.
Podcast is really good so far! It essentially follows the same format as all the other "rewatch podcasts," but there are lots of interviews with the cast (and Lance Bass?). I feel like Office Ladies took several episodes before they found their footing, but Pod Meets World starts pretty strong right out of the gate.
They've mentioned Maitland Ward a few times, but only in passing. I'm not sure how they're going to handle addressing her new career path if they ever have her on as a guest. They'll probably share an audio-only Best Of sizzle real, I assume.
How is Yount working out for you, btw? Has he made all of your wildest dreams come true?
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@SchnauzerFace_MLBTS said in You(nt) had me at hello:
The first time I said "I love you" to Robin, he got scared. So scared that he ran out of the restaurant and started acting very distant. Cold. I wanted to pretend everything was OK, but I knew deep down (perhaps not even all that deep) that I had gone too far. When I finally pressed and asked what was wrong, he said he wasn't even sure what "love" meant. He was scared of my feelings. Of his feelings. Perhaps of all feelings.
He said, "Schnauzer, we're only 14 years old. These feelings... when did you know?" I made him promise not to laugh. I sat him on the bed and I took his hand in mine. I said, "Do you remember the time when we were in my backyard chasing fireflies? And you had, like, 20 in your jar, and I had one with a broken bulb? And then Tim Anderson came outside and started teasing us?" Robin remembered. Like it was yesterday. We recalled how TA7 mocked me by chanting "Schnauzer loves Robin!"
Embarrassed, and unwilling to own up to my feelings in front of my peers, I denied the truth. My truth.
"Yuck!" I cried. "I hate him!"
But, I tell Robin... that's when I knew. That's when I knew I loved him, and that no other shortstop would ever be as good. He ruined me for all shortstops. Yet we were just children.
"Schnauzer! We were only 6!"
I wait for the laughtrack to die down and then I say, "Who cares?"
Still, Robin isn't sure. "How could you know then? I'm not even sure what 'I love you' means now."
I reached over and brushed some old flecks of food out of his mustache. I pull out a stiff-bristled brush and I scruffed some dead skin out of his horrifically acne-scarred face.
"Look," I tell him. "All I know is that you and I belong together. I've always been able to talk to you, to make you laugh and I've always, always wanted you to bat 7th on my god squad..."
He seems to soften a little.
"So that's what I love you means?"
"Yeah," I tell him. He's silent. For a long time. A long, uncomfortable amount of time. So I head to his window, and I prepare to climb out of his room and out of his life. Forever. "Bye."
"Schnauzer?" he calls as I'm already out of frame. "I love you too."
Then I throw him back my jean jacket. Or maybe that was a different episode. Maybe that's when he told me his family was moving to Pittsburgh and that we would have to break up. Or maybe it was after I caught him pretending to be a French foreign exchange student at that party at Hamilton High. I don't remember. We broke up so many times.
Things were great after that. For a while. Then we went skiing on a class trip and I sprained my ankle. I spent the whole night talking to 99 Honus Wagner, and, in the morning -- after we watched the moon pass over the mountains -- he kissed me. Of course, Robin found out. We split up. But only for a while. Because, you see, true love -- like the love between a Schnauzer and a Yount -- it can overcome anything. Everything! Even if I made out with the girl from Freaks & Geeks and then lied about it.
After graduation, he proposed. We knew it would be hard, but we made it work. He was my shortstop for life, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
Thank you, SDS. Thank you for bringing my shortstop home.
i knew by the subject title that this was going to be a doozy of a read - bravo sir bravo
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