In an attempt to secure the final AL All Star roster spot for Jason Giambi, the Yankees with the aid of the American Moustache Institue (huh?) have organized the Jason Giambi moustache night. Rather than ridiculing him for looking like a 70's era porn actor, they have decided to celebrate how completely horrible he looks. If he had any self respect, he would at least grow himself a big handlebar moustache as opposed to the monstrosity he's sporting now.
I'm reminded of attending Bobby Ayala goatee night with Shelvis many moons ago. While Shelvis opted for the stick on goatee, I did the honorable thing and grew my own. Expecting a good game, if memory serves me correctly, we saw a mediocre start from Randy Johnson, followed by a bad relief appearance by Bill Risley and topped off by a blown save from Ayala. This marked the beginning of the end for Ayala in my mind, and with any luck, this will be the beginning of the end for Giambi as well. I can't stand that roided up loser to the extent that given the choice, I would prefer to see Ayala in a Mariner uniform again than Giambi.
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