Man Crush of the Week: Miguel Cabrera
Coming into the season, the Detroit Tigers were supposed to run away with the Central Division and Miguel Cabrera was supposed to cause Brooks Robinson to shed a single tear every time a ground ball was hit his way.
Turns out neither has really happened. The Tigers kinda suck and Miguel Cabrera is alright at third. And he’s super great at hitting.
Cabrera won player of the week last week and has kept it up by homering on the 18th and 19th. Oh, and he’s only one home run of leading all three Triple Crown categories, something no one has done this late in the season since 1967 when Carl Yastrzemski (most incredible part of this whole thing? ‘Yastrzemski’ is in the Microsoft Word dictionary) actually won the Triple Crown. Turns out, it’s not so easy to do. Unless you are about 250 pounds of pure muscle and mostly fat.
Most everyone in baseball has talked about Mike Trout, and for good reason. But what Miguel Cabrera has done in September has been ridiculous. He’s pretty much the only one responsible for keeping the Tigers in playoff chase. If Cabrera ends up with the Triple Crown, it will go down as one of the greatest seasons in history, and one that pretty much was under the radar the entire time. It wasn’t until a few days ago anyone really realize, ‘oh, hey, Cabrera is leading the league in a lot of things, swag.’ And he could actually do it too.
Besides me openly rooting for the Baltimore Orioles the rest of the year, I’m going to be watching every Cabrera at-bat. He’s that good. Plus, when people (legitimately) question why his manager Jim Leyland has a job and create a sign suggesting he become unemployed, Cabrera proved his leadership MVP ability and actually took the sign away from the fan. And he still had time to sign autographs for the fans. Awesome.
Douchebag of the Week: Yunel Escobar
It’s well-known that athletes are not always the brightest people in the world. But Yunel Escobar might really be the dumbest dude in sports.
So Yunel decided to write “You are a faggot” in Spanish on his eye black for a game, which is the equivalent of putting a ‘kick me’ sign on his own face except if saying ‘kick me’ offended a huge chunk of the population. It was supposed to be some sort of joke with other players or something but it just made him seem like a huge bigot, especially in the sport known for being the most forward-thinking.
And it’s probably because he actually is. If you read his excuse you can actually feel everyone in the Toronto Blue Jays organization scramble to find the plug to cut on the microphone.
“I have friends who are gay,” Escobar said. “The person who decorates my house is gay, the person who cuts my hair is gay. I have various friends who are gay. Honestly, they haven’t felt as offended about this. They have just a different understanding in the Latin community of this word,” he said in a statement. He forgot to mention that he has a Mexican friend who cuts his lawn, a black dude he buys watermelon from, and a white dude he knows in Connecticut.
Worse for Escobar, he actually sucks at being a baseball player just about as much as he does being a role model. Which means he ended up getting suspended three games instead of fined like guys actually good at what they do.
This all came to attention because a Jays fan caught the message on a close-up of the photo and he decided to publish it because he felt it wasn’t right, despite being an Escobar fan. For as sad and pathetic a story as this is (and Escobar’s career is), what he decided to do makes him an honorary Man Crush as well.
I don’t know how many times we need to go over that homophobia isn’t cool. And neither is painting your face, Yunel.
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