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By Merritt Martin

Published on August 18, 2007 at 1:05am

Do you think the Frisco RoughRiders realize they share their name (not the Frisco part) with a freaky sex-grade condom? Studded to be exact? Perhaps they have absolutely no idea and this article will induce a slew of locker room jokes the likes of which haven't been heard since little Johnny got bumped up from JV to Varsity and took his first after-practice joyride with the bullpen. Or, they know. And perhaps they'll get a kick out of putting up a "barrier" against the San Antonio Missions this week as those pesky San Ans try, with sperm-like focus, to "round the bases" and "score" right across "home plate." And...we digress. But whatever, bet we got your attention. Now get your ass to Dr. Pepper Ballpark (State Highway 121 and the Dallas North Tollway) and cheer for the RoughRiders 7 p.m. any day Tuesday through August 24. For tickets, call 214-373-8000 or visit ticketmaster.com. Oh, and play safe.
Wed., Aug. 22, 7 p.m.