Lost in the haze of last night's epic USMNT win at the Azteca was the circus, clown shoes shenanigans of Dusty Baker, as the Reds manager chose gamesmanship over common sense, and gave Mets fans another reason to hate his stupid, fat face.
Up 1-0 in the second inning against my lowly Mets, Baker successfully prodded the umpire to instruct RA Dickey to remove two bracelets from his wrist. Two bracelets that had been given to him by his daughters before he climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro last winter, and which he has worn in every one of his magical starts this season - not to mention his All Star Game innings earlier this summer. Dickey complied - how couldn't he - later conceding that, well, rules are rules. Dickey would go on to give up three homers and the Mets lost 6-1.
Advantage DB, I guess.
Of course, Baker has a reputation for being a pile of shit sticks. A couple months back, Derek Lowe, a db in his own right, was quoted as saying that Baker routinely directs his pitchers to throw at Lowe as retaliation for a still-not-public incident between Baker and Lowe back in L.A. Clearly, Baker is not above letting his emotions surface and guide the management of his team, and last night he apparently wanted to get into Dickey's head a little bit.
An understandable yet completely dick move when you're facing the presumptive favorite for Cy Young among voters who aren't total assholes.
So, cheers and congratulations to you Dusty! You may have gotten Joyce to cover your rotting ass, but discerning fans with an almost unhealthy adoration of RA Dickey know that it was you. Be sure to send apologies to Dickey's daughters, if you ever meet them, for valuing asinine rules over being a decent fucking human being.
And when you're done, tell Bronson Arroyo to cut his hair and lose the ugly face. It's so incredibly distracting, I can't enjoy watching my Mets continue to implode anymore.