Albert Pujols: Six hundred and seventeen people lined up recently to get Pujols’ autograph. Pujols wasn’t very cordial, writes Jeff Pearlman. “Pujols does not look up—ever. He does not show emotion—ever … Like 98 percent of his teammates, he’d rather be shaving wild emus than sitting here. The rest of the Cardinals, however, attempt to hide it. For a full hour, Pujols doesn’t. Because of his endorsement deal with Upper Deck, he signs only pictures and baseballs (every other player signs whatever’s presented to him).” Sounds pleasant. I once begged my parents to drive me to Macy’s (or one of those department stores) to get Patrick Ewing’s autograph. I was maybe 11. He’s wasn’t awful, but he certainly wasn’t friendly. I never stood on line for an autograph again. [Jeff Pearlman]
The man has opinions.
Ben Revere did not catch this baseball. He got his glove on it, but Russell Martin ended up with a double. The Phillies beat the Blue (…)
Plus, Jerry Jones in the Dallas paper, Mark Helfrich on red flags.
You’ve heard of yo-yo weight? How about yo-yo height?
Not a trick shot.
The new season will be here before you know it.