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Say what you will.
Whether you watch baseball, can’t watch baseball, love baseball, hate baseball, listen to every MLB game at the ballpark with headphones on, think Bud Selig is a prick, or have no idea what RBI or a sac fly are…
…think Tim Lincecum’s ears must be lucky and Brian Wilson’s beard bitchin’…
….or wish they’d put bags over their heads when they pitch.
Or if, well…
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Happy birthday to Tim Lincecum, pitcher for the SF Giants, who turned 26 this week!
Qualities to love about Lincecum:
1. Early career excellence
2. Pacific Northwest roots (What’s up, U Dub!)
3. He’s got a mean-ass fastball
4. Laugh lines, goofy grin, lanky stature
5. He’s got Angry Asian Man’s love (he’s a Giant after all, which stacks the deck in his favor). ‘Nuff said.
Time to celebrate with a nice microbrew and some fresh market seafood! Woot!
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Thanks, Dave! Go Sox!
Realizing that you feel sorry for a Yankee player is, I imagine, something like waking up one day with an STD gnawing away at your genitals. (Not that I speak from experience, because, um, eww.) How did this happen? Who did this to me? What’s it gonna take to get over this horrible affliction?
Of course I’ve always had a soft spot for Chien-Ming Wang, because we have the same name, and he’s schooling people on how to say it right. I even like to think that we might be distant cousins. But as long as he’s in pinstripes, fuck him. Then again, he’s having an EPIC FAIL year. Last week, it was revealed that he had the worst ERA (21.61 runs) through five starts since they started keeping track of ERA’s–back in 1913. Then he was told before this Wednesday’s game against the Nationals–along with the media and everybody else who reads the sports pages–that he was pitching for his job. “We thought it was in our best interests to be honest with him and tell him it’s time to be the real Chien-Ming Wang,” his manager Joe Girardi said, prior to the game.
Although the Yankees lost yesterday, the “real Chien-Ming Wang” showed up and had his best outing of the year, which means he keeps his job for now. (Clearly, Girardi understands the efficacy of Hardass Public Humiliasian.) As an added bonus, Wang and his wife, Chia-Ling Wu, welcomed their first child, Justin Jesse Wang, on Tuesday. So things are finally looking up for the dude.
Which is good, because feeling sorry for a Yankee is about as pleasurable as an itchy, burning crotch.
Filed under: Asian Baseball Players, Chien-Ming Wang, Crotch, ERA's, Hardass Asian Coaches, Joe Girardi, Justin Jesse Wang, MLB, New York Yankees, NY Yankees, Pitchers, Public Humiliation, STDs, Taiwanese
Hails from: India
Occupation: Newly-signed baseball pitcher
Rinku Singh’s life is playing out like a less gritty but no less remarkable version of Slumdog Millionaire since his signing to the Pittsburgh Pirates this week. Raised in northeast India along with eight siblings in a one-room house, Singh, the son of a truck driver, enters the Million Dollar Arm baseball contest in his home country, having never played the sport. He wins and is brought to America along with fellow countryman Dinesh Patel, who places second. Last week, when the Pittsburgh Pirates contact Singh and Patel, they’ve neither heard of the team (it is the Pirates, after all) nor the town. They get signed on Monday and become the first Indian-born athletes to ever ink a professional sports contract of any kind in America.
With a fastball hovering in the low 90s, Singh has his work cut out for him if he wants to make it to the bigs. But with that solid 6’2″ build and that face, he’s sure to win over his share of admirers (and groupies) in no time.
[UPDATE: Rinku throws a curveball! Who knew?!]
Hails from: Massachusetts
Occupation: Baseball color commentator and retired pitcher
Ron Darling is my older man-crush. Sure, the Hapa pitcher was on the cover of GQ when he was younger, but I find him really hot right now, with his salt-and-pepper hair and that middle-aged thickness (which doesn’t work at all for, say, Cal Ripken, Jr., who is 48, like Darling, but looks like a marshmallow). I also love those sleepy eyes, that yummy caramel skin, and that name (try saying it over and over–it’s fun). And the Yale-educated Darling is doing a decent job providing color commentary for TBS during the playoffs–and by “decent job” I mean not talking too much and not coming off as some backwater Bubba, a la Tim McCarver or Rick Sutcliffe–not that I need anything from him other than to shut up and look pretty.
A real man knows how to say he’s sorry, which is exactly what Dice-K did after a shaky, 5-inning homecoming on Opening Day in Tokyo. “I’d like to apologize to all the fans who turned out today and wanted to see me go deep into the game,” he said. Matsuzaka also apologized to Terry “Tito” Francona for arguing with him when the Red Sox manager took the Japanese pitcher out of the game.
Not that he needed to say he was sorry. Sure, he had a lackluster outing in front of a hometown crowd, but pitchers have lackluster outings. Making this gesture to the fans, however, is so rare and so special, and is yet another reason why I. LOVE. DICE. K.
Hails from: South Korea
Occupation: Professional baseball pitcher
Why He’s a Babe: Because Park instigated one of the most memorable and unusual fights in MLB history back in ’99 as a Dodger when he tae kwon “doh”ed Rockies first baseman Tim Belcher for tagging him hard on a bunt. And because, after an illustrious start to his career, Park–the first Korean-born MLB pitcher in history–has battled injuries and getting sent down to the minors on numerous occasions, and is still fighting for a spot on the Dodger roster this season. Plus, not getting to sign autographs really makes Chan “Hulk” Park angry…and how many big leaguers can you say that about?