Sunday, March 15, 2009

Next move: get Hannibal Lector to be the lefty relief specialist

If you ever get a chance to watch Game 2 of the 2004 NLDS between the Dodgers and Cardinals, pay special attention to Jayson Werth's first-inning home run off Jason Marquis. After the ball clears the left-field fence, the obligatory highlights follow: Werth happily circling the bases with his first postseason home run, Marquis exhaustingly wiping his brow and pretending that the home run didn't even faze him, etc. But at one point, the cameras flash to Dodger starting pitcher Jeff Weaver in the dugout...and good God, he looks ready to fucking murder everyone within ten feet of him. I've honestly never been so scared by an athlete's face in my entire life. And this wasn't after getting thrown out of the game by an umpire, or grounding into a triple play with the bases loaded, or giving up three grand slams in one inning...this was after he was given a 1-0 lead before he even had to throw a pitch. Just bizarre.

And, five years later, Serial Killer Face will probably be in the Dodger rotation when camp breaks. Beautiful.

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