Before every game, future Hall of Famer Rickey Henderson stands in front of a mirror taking practice swings. Naked. After each swing he says "Rickey's the best. Rickey's the best. Rickey's the best." And still does it to this day, at the age of 46.
I love Rickey Henderson.
Thursday, December 09, 2004
Rickey's The Best
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Stefan doesn't like Rickey, because Stefan thinks those naked "practice swings" in front of a mirror may not have involved any baseball paraphenalia at all, but a different kind of wooden stick entirely. This mental image disturbs Stefan a great deal. Stefan will never speak of this again, but will speak in the third person for the rest of the day.
- Stefan (no, not that one)
P.S.
Speaking of baseball, here's this from ESPN.com:
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ANAHEIM, Calif. -- Carl Pavano decided Saturday he wanted to pitch for the Yankees, and his agent and New York closed in on a four-year contract worth about $39 million.
Pavano called his agent, Scott Shapiro, on Saturday morning and informed him of his decision.
"Number one, he wants to win," Shapiro said.
"Number two," Pavano added, "the Yankees have more money than God, Jesus, and Rupert Murdoch put together. Why wouldn't every free agent sign with them? They have a clear advantage over every other team, and will keep this advantage forever and ever, Selah. What was I going to do, sign with the Brewers? Ha! Fuck the Brewers. Their sausage races are fixed and their fans unattractive. I got to feed my family, and my family eats jet-propelled Bentleys and platinum bars encrusted with diamonds."
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I think the problem is that the Brewers just don't want to win.
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