Oh hell yes. Swisher in particular, though I liked him better with the long hair. He's so cute! And happy! And does silly dances!
Two Swisher notes: He grew his hair out for a locks of love type charity and dedicated it to his Grandma who raised him and died of cancer. Second, he invented the home run dance with Milton Bradley who is the epitome of the misunderstood bad boy of baseball (who did I mention is really good hearted but nobody understands him?).
Swish also signed Emmett's baseball glove.
Swisher with long hair
Eric Chavez is cute too.
Also, Rich Harden has a nice booty. Plus, he's Canadian! (With a handsome Canadian-next-door face)
A family died in a terrible motel fire here today, and, when being interviewed on television, the suburban city's fire chief just said, "It's the kind of thing that makes you want to go home and drink hard liquor to forget."
Plus, let's not fail to mention how cool names like Swisher, Huston Street, and Milton Bradley are. They fit right in to the lineage of Catfish Hunter, Rollie Fingers, Vida Blue, and Nap Lajoie.
That ass would get him so many guys. Damn. Tahat's an ass.
JZs crush looks like a boy JZ kinda! That disturbs me!
A family died in a terrible motel fire here today, and, when being interviewed on television, the suburban city's fire chief just said, "It's the kind of thing that makes you want to go home and drink hard liquor to forget."
Oh, ugh. How horrible.
That's a very candid fire chief.
That ass would get him so many guys. Damn. That's an ass.
His front is nice too - he's ripped like an Axe body spray ad.
I used to have a crush on Lee Mazzili, way back in the day. I also loved Al Leiter, who was always so intense and concentrated so hard, and just looked ready to blow a gasket when he wasn't throwing strikes.
My current crush is David Wright, which *is* sort of surprising, because he's much more all-American apple-pie good-looking than I usually go for. So cute, though. Just ... yum
One of my favorite weird baseball players has to be the Mad Hungarian.
One of my favorite weird baseball players has to be the Mad Hungarian.
Did you ever see him pitch? Holy shit, that was some drama. He'd stand with his back to the plate and get himself pumped up in a sheer fury of utter baseball madness, then stomp back to the rubber and throw 95 mph. He was a maniac.
I've only seen film of it, but yeah. "Mad Hungarian" was a completely apt nickname. And the 'stache! You gotta love that.
Stephen and my friend Carol got me into baseball for good in the early '80s, and it seemed that the team was pretty stable for a while (leading to the '86 Series win) -- there were Dwight Gooden and Ron Darling and Sid Fernandez pitching, and Keith Hernandez and Darryl Strawberry and Lenny Dykstra and Mookie Wilson. Such a great team.
And then I learned, much to my dismay, that players got traded, and lineups changed. "My" team wasn't the once and future team.
The off season is still painful for me, because I get attached to the guys. Every year, Stephen has to hold my hand and introduce me to the new players. I was crushed when Al Leiter was gone. Even when Rick Reed left. And even Jay Payton! I had an unreasonable fondness for him. Oh! And Davey Johnson. I adored Davey.
