The NL Central-champion Milwaukee Brewers recently commemorated their final 2011 trip to Houston by doing what people in Texas so often do, which is dress up like ranch hands and walk around in public. Regard, pilgrim:
Paula Cole once inquired, “Where have all the cowboys gone?” The first and most obvious answer is that, much like anyone else who reached adulthood in the 19th century, they are dead. The second answer, no less obvious on this day, is that they live in Milwaukee and herd not little dogies but rather our fondest dreams.
In any event, a couple of Milwaukee Cowboys merit special recognition. Prince Fielder’s large and provably in charge belt buckle suggests he will soon top the country charts with a song that celebrates the values of the Republic through a homespun narrative of family, God and country. And Ryan Braun — I think that’s Ryan Braun in the fetching boot-length duster — opts for the “High Plains Drifter” look, a look that says, “After I shoot someone at the poker table, I do believe I shall take on a whore.”
(Delicious wagon-train gruel: HBT)