Wednesday, November 12, 2008

I know I couldn't throw 95 mph fastballs when I was twelve

Look, I don't have anything against Tim Lincecum. Sure, he's on the Giants, but ever since Barry Bonds left I haven't been feeling any more antipathy toward them than I have for any other team. When they had Bonds, Schmidt, J.T. Snow, Edgardo Alfonzo, etc, they were a serious, legitimate, spit-on-your-face-and-laugh rival. Now they're just another NL West team. And therefore, after I saw today that Tim Lincecum won the NL Cy Young Award, I merely shrugged.

There is one thing that I have to say about Timmy though. Look, back in 2003, we all made the "How Old Is Lebron James?" joke (I say 28-29), which was completely and utterly blown away four years later by the "How Old Is Greg Oden?" joke (I say he's Lebron's grandfather). The American public likes making jokes about people's ages. I get it. Keith Richards is 95, Dick Clark is 195, and Glenn Close is an 88-year-old man. I understand all of these. But hardly ever do you find a "How Old Is This Person?" joke about the person actually being younger than they are.

To which I give you: a 9-year-old Cy Young Award winner:

http://llnw.image.cbslocal.com/23/2008/03/24/320x240/lincecum.jpg

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