{"id":1540,"date":"2013-05-23T14:14:11","date_gmt":"2013-05-23T14:14:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mediashower.com\/blog\/?p=1540"},"modified":"2013-05-26T01:43:49","modified_gmt":"2013-05-26T01:43:49","slug":"test-wordpress-post-from-writeraccess","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mediashower.com\/blog\/test-wordpress-post-from-writeraccess\/","title":{"rendered":"Classic Comedy Remixed by a Low-Quality Content Site"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s something to be said for guilty pleasures; you know, those TV shows, movies, or songs that are <em>so<\/em> bad they actually wind up being\u00a0good. That&#8217;s why we asked a\u00a0low-quality content site to give us a <a href=\"http:\/\/mediashower.com\/blog\/?p=537v\" target=\"_blank\">book report on &#8220;Of Mice and Men&#8221;<\/a> a couple of months ago, and it&#8217;s why we&#8217;ve now asked another, separate company to tickle our funny bones with\u00a0their take on the\u00a0classic comedy routine &#8220;Who&#8217;s on First?&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p><iframe title=\"Abbott &amp; Costello,  Who&#039;s on first.\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/J_gSWTQKE-0?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s how it worked: We asked the\u00a0company\u00a0to\u00a0come up with a 700-word story\u00a0involving two\u00a0guys who are discussing baseball. It\u00a0had to feature plenty of\u00a0comedic confusion with one of the main characters\u00a0making frequent references to\u00a0strange player nicknames. And that&#8217;s it. That&#8217;s all we told them. They gave us our\u00a0choice of &#8220;quality of\u00a0writer&#8221; for the project, but we went with the\u00a0equivalent of &#8220;surprise me.&#8221; Here&#8217;s what they gave us:<!--more--><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;&#8230;and so Juan, that&#8217;s a fast and dirty explanation of baseball,&#8221; said Johnny as he showed the usher their tickets. &#8220;I think you&#8217;ll be able to catch on and reel in the rest once you&#8217;ve watched a few innings,&#8221; he said to his <strong>new found<\/strong> foreign friend.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Catch on and reel in?&#8221; asked Juan<strong>?<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Oh you bet buddy,&#8221; said Johnny with a smile.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Starting down the stairs of the ball park while looking for their section on the tickets and trying not to step on his own toes, &#8220;<strong>l<\/strong>et&#8217;s go take our seats. We can watch the players loosen up before the game. We&#8217;ll get a couple of dogs, maybe a couple cold ones,&#8221; Johnny said, <strong>allready<\/strong> double fisting a pair of half empty beers.<br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><\/em><strong>OK so a few sentences in and we&#8217;ve already got plenty of typos (boldfaced above) and assorted yucky stuff. That&#8217;s kind of a deal breaker. But let&#8217;s see, maybe\u00a0we&#8217;re judging too soon. Perhaps Johnny and Juan will deliver comedy gold in the next few sentences.<br \/>\n<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>Still bewildered at himself &#8212; <strong>why he had<\/strong> followed this gringo out of a perfectly good fish and chips joint to go see whatever type of game it was this guy wanted him to see &#8212; Juan mumbled in<\/em> <em>Spanglish as he stepped down the stairs looking at the immense crowd, &#8220;OK, bud I no like taste of dog. Taste too much like Chinese,&#8221; he said.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Following the half <strong>inebreated<\/strong> North American he said, &#8220;I no know for sure, bud I think cold chinese food es called &#8216;sushi.'&#8221;<br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>Annnd we&#8217;ve got ethnic stereotypes (and more typos)!\u00a0\u00a0To say\u00a0the\u00a0&#8220;dog taste too much like Chinese&#8221; is hack material would be too kind to hacks everywhere. We&#8217;ll chalk up &#8220;bud&#8221; and &#8220;es&#8221; to the Spanglish thing, but who knows, they could just be more typos too.<br \/>\n<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>Grinning and laughing goodheartedly at the clean-cut, serious and sober <strong>l<\/strong>atino man over his shoulder, Johnny <strong>chuckeled<\/strong> at what he assumed was sarcasm, &#8220;Don&#8217;t like hot dogs? Do you have them in&#8230; where are you from again amigo?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Oh, ahhh&#8230; uhh, si, tenamos &#8220;perros calientes,'&#8221; said Juan as he continued to look around, listening to the <strong>tulmit<\/strong> of the packed stadium, a little overwhelmed at the sheer number of people. Correcting himself, &#8220;yes, I know hot dog. Look like eel, but no have head <strong>o<\/strong> tail,&#8221; he said thinking the good natured, but drunk<strong>,<\/strong> gringo&#8217;s idea of food had gone from bad to worse.<br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><\/em><strong>&#8230;just like this routine. And seriously, what&#8217;s a &#8220;tulmit&#8221;? Was the writer looking for &#8220;tumult&#8221;? We&#8217;re looking for the exit row by the way. But no, there&#8217;s more to read. And here come the wacky name references!\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>Before taking his seat next to Juan, Johnny&#8217;s face lit up, &#8220;look at that old-timer sitting down there near the dugout,&#8221; he pointed plopping down in his seat, spilling more beer with each motion, &#8220;that&#8217;s Catfish Hunter. Boy could he hook &#8217;em back in the day.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_1665\" style=\"width: 330px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/mediashower.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/catfish-hunter.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1665\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\" wp-image-1665 \" title=\"catfish hunter\" src=\"http:\/\/mediashower.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/catfish-hunter.jpg\" alt=\"catfish hunter\" width=\"320\" height=\"320\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mediashower.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/catfish-hunter.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.mediashower.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/catfish-hunter-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/www.mediashower.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/catfish-hunter-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.mediashower.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/catfish-hunter-50x50.jpg 50w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 320px) 100vw, 320px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1665\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Catfish!<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>&#8220;Interesante,&#8221; Juan said, correcting himself almost immediately, &#8220;interesting, but in my country, people hunt fish using net. Hook good for one fish. Net catch many more, many faster,&#8221; he said proudly, happy he could impress the gringo by staying ahead in the conversation.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Grinning, Johnny laughed, curious about how serious his amigo remained, even when telling jokes, &#8220;and over there the <strong>the<\/strong> batting cage is that rookie Mike Trout,&#8221; he said pointing, &#8220;he developed that big cut of his up in Winnepeg with the <strong>Walleyes Johnny<\/strong> said admiringly.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Trout?&#8221; asked Juan.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Yea, Trout playing for the walleyes,&#8221; snorted Johnny, &#8220;damned funny huh!&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;I haven&#8217;t mentioned this,&#8221; the gringo talked on, &#8220;but I played a little baseball myself. In fact, I played with one of the base coaches we&#8217;ll be watching today, Tim Salmon. He played for the Angels his entire career,&#8221; Johnny said with a reminiscent look on his face, &#8220;we played ball together for the Bridgeport Bluefish. They&#8217;re not part of Major League Baseball, but it&#8217;s still part of a pro league.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Salmon? The fish?&#8221; asked Juan?<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;What a hoot, huh? Salmon playing for the Bluefish,&#8221; Johnny bellowed between gulps of beer.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Jumping out of his seat fast enough to startle his latino amigo &#8212; clapping, whooping and hollering like a wild man &#8212; Johnny started yelling, &#8220;there he is! There he is! My favorite! Mike Carp!&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Carp?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Starting to realize baseball had allot more to do with fishing than the gringo had originally indicated, Juan surveyed the field while the excited gringo carried on, &#8220;so today we&#8217;re watching the Tampa Bay Rays and the Florida Marlins. Ever heard of them?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Pleased with himself for being a quick study, Juan said, &#8220;oh si senior. Both very good. Much better than hot dog. Good for sushi I hear!&#8221;<br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>End scene!<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Now we&#8217;ll give the writer some credit for an original premise, and they certainly know their fish-themed baseball\u00a0players, but the sheer number of typos and oddly constructed sentences left us more limp than a wet dish rag. It&#8217;s also safe to say the tale of Johnny and Juan will not be threatening the legend of &#8220;Who&#8217;s on First?&#8221; anytime soon.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s something to be said for guilty pleasures; you know, those TV shows, movies, or songs that are so bad they actually wind up being\u00a0good. 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