Each Wednesday we link two people who have no romantic history. Today, we're taking you on a wild ride through a Cole Hamels/Heidi Strobel date night. It's been a rough couple of days for the presumptive First Couple of Philly.
(COLE)
This sucks.
(HEIDI)
What's wrong, babe?
(COLE)
Myers? (agitated, raising voice to the pitch that you'd need to sing "King of Wishful Thinking") MYERS?
(HEIDI)
You mean how he organized that Kendrick stunt?
(COLE)
Kobayashi? How could Kendrick believe that?
(HEIDI)
I did...
(COLE)
Oh. Sorry babe. (eye roll) But Myers was 5-7 last year. I had three times his wins! But who's getting all the press?
(HEIDI)
Look Cole, I feel you. But do you think it's any easier for me?
(COLE)
Huh? What?
(HEIDI)
How am I supposed to own this city with you guys signing Kris Benson to a minor league deal?
(COLE)
I ... don't understand.
(HEIDI)
You think I actually stand a chance if Anna Benson comes here? I mean, c'mon!
(COLE)
Anna Benson? She's got nothing on you, babe.
(HEIDI)
And then you got Roethlisberger's new girlfriend...
(COLE)
That's the other side of the state!
(HEIDI)
I'm sure Andre Iguodala has a cool girlfriend, too...
(COLE)
He's on the Sixers! Who cares?
(HEIDI)
And Takeo has T-Boz ...
(COLE)
Babe!
(HEIDI)
Stop thinking about yourself for a second. It's a tough time to be me, Cole!
(COLE)
Babe... I guarantee you. You are my Unofficial Miss Philadelphia for years to come.
(HEIDI)
Really? (giggles)
(COLE)
Yea. (pause) I mean, you know, unless Chase gets a girlfriend. I can only imagine...
(HEIDI)
Cole!