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MLB’s FACIAL HAIR HALL OF FAME (Pitchers & Catchers Re-Up)

Sunday, March 14th, 2010

reggie and pops

REGGIE and Pops

I’m excited for the upcoming season of Major League baseball for a bunch of reasons. It’s the sixtieth anniversary of JACKIE ROBINSON’s entrance into the majors, BARRY BONDS will likely become the new all time home run leader, the Mets will pwn the league, and the whole human growth hormone has been silenced ever since it became apparent that the entire league was on it (read: beloved WHITE athletes). I even joined an Internets Celebrities roto league. Looks like good times all around this summer.

This drop was inspired by OSCAR GAMBLE’s favorite website on the internets, Passion Of The Weiss. He had the idea for giving a shout out to MLB’s greatest moustached mavericks and mavens. Don’t act like it was only porn stars that sported the ridiculous facial hair from our youths. Baseball players were the real mutton chop superstars. From LUIS TIANT to MIKE SCHMIDT, seventies baseball was all about crappy polyester uniforms and personal style below the nose.

The Californian teams in the big leagues were certainly the fashion forward leaders in the facial hair movement. The San Diego Padres alone could field an entire squad of facial hair Hall of Fame players. Add in the Angels, the A’s and L.A. and you’ve got yourself a mountain of moustaches. Combine that with some of the greatest afros evar and you are talking about a follicle apex for American culture. When steroids and HGH came into the great American pastime hair would never grow the same. But I’m not into placing asterisks over afros…

Here’s the DP Dot Com list of the facial hair Hall of Famers…

george foster GEORGE FOSTER
By the time he came to the Mets after his years with the Big Red Machine GEORGE’s bat didn’t have the same pop, but hotdamnit his moustache sideburn connection was still on some official ‘grown man in the club’ status.

DOYLE ALEXANDER
Dude needed more than his sideburns to cover those sonar scoops he had for ears.
doyle alexander

cecil cooper CECIL COOPER
I gotta make sure I put one in for LM so he doesn’t retract his sponsorship.

GREG LUZINSKI
Chicago native GREG put in crazy work with the Philadelphia Phillies, but he could still bring it in his Chi-Town uniform when his drunk ass made it to the ballpark. Just like another of Chicago’s favorite sons and longtime DP Dot Commie, P-CITY.
greg luzinski

amos otis AMOS OTIS
This one is para mi amigo grande en la Ciudad de Kansas. AMOS was all about bringing shaft back to baseball.

“Shut Yo’ Mouth!”

I’m just talking about OTIS’ batting skills.


johnny damon

JOHNNY DAMON
“So easy even a caveman could do it”

DAVE WINFIELD
Did y’all cats know that DAVE WINFIELD was drafted by a pro football team despite the fact that he never played a single down in high school or college? And CHARLIE effin’ WARD wins a Heisman but didn’t get a single call. Facial hair = draft day hype.
dave winfield

rollie fingers ROLLIE FINGERS
ROLLIE was without question one of the greatest to ever do it. His Snidely Whiplash moustache should be telling you that much.

OZZIE SMITH
The Wizard of Oz was stylin’ on fools from the moment he came into the league.
ozzie smith

goose gossage GOOSE GOSSAGE
San Diego damn near had the entire facial hair All-Star squad. GOOSE GOSSAGE was just a big ol’ burly country boy who threw fire from his fist. Nothing subtle or sneaky in his repetoire, just fast, and faster.

DAVE PARKER
Can you imagine his gaudy career numbers if big DAVE PARKER had played during the steroids era?
dave parker

steve bedrosian

STEVE BEDROSIAN
STEVE reminds me of MICHAEL McDONALD. Remember that Yacht Rock hit song that STEVE and KENNY LOGGINS made together? Yeah, it seemed like only yesterday…

mike schmidt MIKE SCHMIDT
Show some mother effin’ respect to the Jewfro when you see them on the streets.

BRUCE SUTTER
There’s no relief in sight from the gangsta of homey’s birdnest beard.
bruce sutter

reggie jackson REGGIE JACKSON
The big homey had his own candy bar.

RON CEY
I’d swear that he retired from the Dodgers to do porn with his moustache.
ron cey

don stanhouse DON STANHOUSE
DON pimped his matching afro and moustache style all the way into the 1980’s.

OSCAR GAMBLE
OSCAR is the G.F.H.H.O.F.O.A.T. of this shit. Right off the bat take into consideration the fact that his initials are O.G.

The sideburns and nappy moustache are official, but the afro is straight up on some HGH. That’s word to Oh Word!

oscar gamble

oscar G

DP.COM MANNY WATCH…

Thursday, February 25th, 2010

manny

It must be springtime if the DP.COM MANNY WATCH is in effect.

As MANNY enter the second year of his 2yr deal with Los Angeles he appears to wistfully pine for the days when he was in Cleveland. MANNY could be carefree then because he was still in his early twenties and he was going to live forever. Now that he is in his late thirties and his best years are firmly in the rearview mirror sportswriters collectively wonder what MANNY has left in the tank. Last year’s post-suspension play was not MANNY’s best look.

I wanted him to come to the Mets so badly and now look who I have instead, JASON BAY. Why do you torture me like this Lord?

I wonder if the Mets would consider acquiring MANNY to use in a RUSTY STAUB type fashion and switch him over to first base? CARLOS DELGADO is washed up and needs to be put down anyhoo.

SNEAKER FIENDS UNITE!

Friday, February 19th, 2010

mets

I swear to y’all that Premium Pete is my crack dealer. Except this ain’t the crack that will have you selling your mom’s TV set to the pawnshop. Then again, you just might. I’ve been a highly functional addict for a long time so we’ll see how I do once I hit rock bottom.

Premium called me up and told me to come thru his shop to preview the most recent SB flavor that dropped. I don’t really fux with any Dunks that aren’t SBs. The Nike SB brand uses the best materials and color compositions. It’s like they time their releases also to be lined up with the current things going on around us.

mets

As soon as I walked into the shop these joints caught my eye. And with the Mets’ pitchers and catchers[ll] reporting to spring training this week it all made sense. How could these Dunk Premiums NOT be called ‘Los Metros’? The orange suede sets them off. Pete made a great point to me that these Dunks rep for the Knicks as well as Syracuse(slightly) but mostly the royal blue and true orange describes a New York state of mind.

I love Spring Training in beisbol and preseason in just about every sport because your favorite team is still undefeated ad losses in the preseason don’t count anyhoo. The possibilities are endless. This is when I dust off the old Rusty Staub batting glove and don my Dave Kingman throwback t-shirt. I may even take a trip on opening day out to the big ball orchard in Corona.

mets
mets
mets

Speaking of baseball stadiums…

The Internets Celebrities are wrapping up their shooting on Stadium Status. It’s a movie about really big buildings that mostly sit unoccupied. You’re gonna love it.

mets

Even The Kid Sipped The Juice…

Tuesday, January 12th, 2010

the kid

Let me state this clearly for anyone reading this drop…

Ken Griffey Jr. is my favorite all-time player. He was my generation’s G.O.A.T. Honestly, Barry Bonds was my generation’s G.O.A.T., but I could never get close to Bonds. He played in the National League throughout his whole career and I could never get Bonds to sign shit for me. Back in the days I used to troll the press gate at the OG Shea Stadium because that is where the visiting team would enter the ballpark. Even before Barry Bonds had become the single season home run champ he was hard to touch.

I don’t favor Griffey Jr. over Bonds because I couldn’t get Bonds to autograph some shit for me. I fuxed with Griffey because his style was so much fresher than anyone else in the game. His swing was so gorgeous and elliptical. Most big hitters yanked the baseball after making contact with it while Griffey Jr. just seemed to let the ball go in any direction but always on a line. The only thing better than watching Griffey bat was watching him play centerfield. He made some of the most incredible catches I had ever seen. As a routine…

Now here comes the tough part. I think that Griffey Jr. tried to use steroids but his body rejected them and this is what caused his debilitating injuries. I feel like Griffey learned about steroids while with the Mariners. There are several Mariners players I’m sure were users who prA’li influenced Griffey.

juicers

Bret Boone, Jay Buhner, Edgar Martinez and Vince Coleman are all players I suspect of using HGH or steroids during their playing careers. They were all lean players who ballooned into bulky hulks during the 1990s. I don’t want this to become a scary witchhunt for which players may have used steroids in the days before baseball had outlawed these drugs and treatments. These players also knew of the risks that were inherent in receiving these treatments but just like the NFL stands for ‘Not For Long’ and those players willingly accept the negative side effects of steroids so did the baseball players.

The potential from steroids was something that trumped jaundice, prostate cancer and even bone density decomposition. The potential from steroids use appeared to be immortality. A chance at the Hall of Fame is what allows players to retire comfortably. For fifteen years that the the top tier pros remain in their sport some have twice that amount of time selling their signatures as Hall of Fame players. I love baseball and I don’t hold a grudge against any of these players for sipping the ambrosia of immortality. Maybe Barry Bonds will let me get his autograph one of these days.

the kid

For The Love Of Money…

Tuesday, January 12th, 2010

mcgwire

Mark McGwire finally confessed to using steroids, but NOT human growth hormones. Who the fux really cares? EVERYONE that was anyone was doping in bigtime sports for at least the past twenty years. How else does a top level Olympiad champion like Florence Griffith Joyner have a heart attack in her 40’s? Or another pro baseball slugger, Ken Caminiti, also suffer from a heart attack only a few years after retirement. The truth is that most sports fans don’t give a shit whether their team’s top player uses steroids or cocaine or Advil-coated Tic Tacs. We just want our favorite teams to win.

McGwire’s confession doesn’t make him any more or less courageous than when he was an active player. He did it for the glory and the money. McGwire’s about to return to the game as a coach and he doesn’t want the spectre of his past to slow down his money machine. I don’t fault McGwire for getting his paper right. He’s got his weedcarrier Tony LaRussa maintaining the story that the Athletics and the Cardinals lockerrooms were all clean spaces. That’s a crock and Albert Pujols is now a steroid suspect in my book. The real crooks however are still the MLB owners.

The MLB owners made money hand over fist for the last twenty years from cable tv contracts, merchandising and licensing and of course ticjets sold at their ballparks. The owners pushed the players to destroy their bodies, but we still don’t discuss this on a mainstream level, only in the blogs is this idea even broached. If the owners were as contrite as they want the players to appear maybe they would give back some of the billions that they made over the last ten years. When it comes to sharing their money the MLB owners have nothing but love for the fans.

Nothing but love.

mcgwire