I know you don't care about baseball. We can be honest with each other. So look at some lovely pictures with a minimum of description. 'Kay!
We had first-row seats right behind home plate for Friday's game against the Twins. Swarthy Orioles manager Sam Perlozzo came right up to the fence and chatted with some guy near us, who I assume he knew. Although the Orioles lost 16-2, he has not been fired. Yet.
This is outfielder Jeff Fiorentino. When he was a rookie, he was even scrawnier and had a curly mop of hair. The other players dubbed him "Screech". Sadly, he cut the hair, but really, doesn't he still look like a "Screech"?
The ladies are quite fond of Brian Roberts, who is not only an All-Star second baseman, but is 5'8". He's fun-sized!
#55 is catcher Ramon Hernandez. He's from Venezuela. You know who's not from Venezuela? Mickey Rooney.
Center fielder Corey Patterson takes some warm-up tosses. Not pictured: Corey's giant thick eyebrows. He's like Bert from Sesame Street.
Extremely shitty new pitcher Steve Trachsel delivers a pitch to awesome Twins catcher/sideburns model Joe Mauer. You know, you can't spell "Trachsel" without "trash". Not a fan of Steve Trachsel.
It's third baseman and father of quintuplets Melvin Mora! Also, there are palm trees in the outfield. Tee hee.
On his way to the plate, shortstop Miguel Tejada. He refers to himself as "Miggy", which amuses me.
I peer through the wire to admire the ridiculous rusty mane of designated hitter/unfortunate-looking man Jay Gibbons.
Yeah, that's what I've got to look forward to in about 30 years. Although I'd settle for being able to grow the full mustache, I guess.