Showing posts with label Travis Snider. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Travis Snider. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Saturday, March 21, 2009

A Few Amusing Mugshots

Last month, The Sports Hernia blog did a funny post about bad mug shots coming from spring training. The photos are gone now, unfortunately. Note to self: don't hot link Getty Images.

The Jays were a pretty spiffy bunch on photo day this year. There's not too much to laugh at, but in the spring training program, they used some slighty crappier shots in place of the ones that are currently being used on MLB.com. There are a couple I can't pass up.

Apparently, this is Jesse Carlson, though it's hard to tell without his standard goofy grin.



Remember how on school photo day when you were a kid, your mom would get you all prettied up in your best clothes, and wipe your face with a Kleenex and her saliva? Everyone looked nice, but there was always that one dumpy kid who looked especially dumpy on picture day and ruined the class photo? That kid was probably once Joe Inglett.



Don't shave 'er nothin'.

Travis Snider, despite being such a good looking kid, is one of those unfortunate individuals who just can't seem to take a good posed photo to save his life. It's a slight improvement over last year, but he still looks like he's going to jail.



This picture inexplicably made its way into our plane of reality from a parallel universe in which Aaron Hill did not recover from last year's concussion, and remains in a persistent vegetative state:



...and the hands-down winner of the funniest mugshot award? Adam Lind.

I can't even come up with a witty comment for this one.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Inside the Clubhouse

So next in the series of Flex Pack perks was an autograph signing with Pink Round Efficient Wonder™ Jesse Litsch and Great Big Pasty White Hope™ Travis Snider at the Rogers Centre.



If you were there, and you saw two chicks being total spazzes, laughing hysterically, taking a gazillion pictures, pretending to move our stuff into a locker, diving on the big comfy couch, I swear, I had nothing to do with it.

Honest.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

No. 1 Sends No. 3 Over The Wall





Add this to the list of my favorite games this year.

J-Mac drives in the game-winning run (is that allowed?) and the Pasty Prince earns his shaving cream pie.

Friday, August 29, 2008