Rickey Vaughn: What's that **** on your chest? Eddie Harris: [Looking at his chest] Crisco. Eddie Harris: [wiping it across his head] Eddie Harris: Bardol. Eddie Harris: [wiping it along his waist line] Eddie Harris: Vagisil. Any one of them will give you another two to three inches drop on your curve ball. Of course if the umps are watching me real close I'll rub a little jalapeno up my nose, get it runnin', and if I need to load the ball up I just... Eddie Harris: [wipes his nose] Eddie Harris: ...wipe my nose. Rickey Vaughn: You put snot on the ball? Eddie Harris: I haven't got an arm like you, kid. I have to put anything on it I can find. Someday you will too.
Wow, Valbuena. Very pleasant surprise thus far..if our real power hitters can start to come around..man!
Oh how I remember the days of my youth, collecting baseball cards, poring over boxscores daily, and harboring a deep-seated hatred for our *natural rivals*, the Seattle ****ing Mariners.