You Trow-a 'da Ballio
I want a Sal Fasano jersey T-shirt. It's really a must-get for me.
Sure, he's never played in more than 74 games in a season, he's never scored more than 25 runs, never cracked more than 50 hits and never topped a .254 batting average. He was, however, second in the American League in being hit by pitches in 1998.
But what Sally Fasanowitz lacks in talent and ability he more than makes up for in moustache girth and sheer hustle. The Yank'ums traded for the backup catcher yesterday, and they've yet to lose a game with him on the squad. That's no coincidence, haters.
This guy is just awesome to watch play: a moustachioed, pudgy backstop that kinda twitches and hustles his ass off. But to make his character even better, his official "coming to the plate" music must be Funiculi Funicula, and he should totally play up those famous Italian hand gestures when arguing with the umpire. Plus, every time he's interviewed he should say things like "Da Unit is-a trowing 'dem a-high and in-a-side tonight-a! Allrighty!"
I love him already. Fasano is the key to the AL East title.
Last night was the game of the year, an unbelievable back-and-forth fiasco that had the roommates and I cheering and yelling and cursing and punching the air. But in more important Yanks news, is it really necessary to give Aaron Guiel Andy Pettitte's #46 and Judgepuncher Sidney Ponson Tino Martinez's #24?
I'm not saying they need to retire those jerseys, but how about a five-year waiting period from the last time Buttchin and Connie Gore wore 'em? I know the Yanks don't exactly have a plethora of numbers to choose from with so many retired, but how about some respect for two guys that helped bring four World Series titles to the city?
The jersey is having one effect already -- Aaron Guiel is quickly becoming an Ace fave. It's gotta be the #46.
(Photo courtesy of nomaas.org, with a ScottyB heads up)
Slack Link of the Day: "Britney Spears has sacked the hired help who used to clean the pool at her Malibu, Calif., mansion -- because he became too friendly with her husband, according to reports. Jon LaLanne, the son of fitness guru Jack LaLanne, claims chatting to Kevin Federline got him fired because Spears feared he was only out to get information about her family."
Wait, what? Fuck the Spears angle here, I'm just loving the fact that Jack LaLanne's 45-year-old son is a Hollywood poolboy. Unless there's an "extra anchovies" angle to this, I'm floored by this development.
Slack Video of the Day: I think I've definitely posted this one before, but I just saw it again and thought it had to make its way back up -- Tenacious D's Fuck Her Gently.
Slack Song of the Day: I'm feeling the hip hop this morning, which might be the first time since grade five (maybe Heavy D and the Boyz?) that I've said that. Outkast it is, then -- Roses, The Rooster and Happy Valentine's Day for you.