<![CDATA[Deadspin: dmitri young]]> http://tags.deadspin.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/deadspin.com.png <![CDATA[Deadspin: dmitri young]]> http://deadspin.com/tag/dmitriyoung http://deadspin.com/tag/dmitriyoung <![CDATA[I can has home run?]]> It doesn't take a genius to slap some misspelled drop-shadow text on a photo and upload it to the intarwebs for big laughs. The runaway success of sites like I Can Has Cheezburger? and LOLcats.com have spawned imitators and now athletes are getting the LOLcat treatment thanks to Grimey at LOLJocks. Dmitri Young's greatest achievement is not having a successful career as a professional baseball player, overcoming his health and legal troubles, or his awesome, awesome son Damon. No, Da Meathook's greatest achievement is getting cheezburgered. -Clare

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<![CDATA[Another Young, Ready To Rampage]]>
Thank you, Dan Steinberg, for introducing us to "Damage." This is Damon Young, son of "Meat Hook" Nationals first baseman Dmitri Young, and he insist that you call him "Damage." And that, friends, is a mohawk. Clearly, this is not a boy with whom to trifle; boom bitch.

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<![CDATA[Alyssa Milano Makes A New Friend]]> This might seem like an odd thing for us to say, but we don't actually hate Alyssa Milano's MLB.com blog. Pseudo TV starlets who once played Schwarzenegger's daughter in Commando don't necessarily do it for us anymore, but, well, it's not every day you read the phrase "Butterflies in my tummy" on a baseball blog. Her heart, strangely, seems in the right place; we think she really does love baseball. Tough to argue with that.

But her recent entry from the All-Star Game reveals something incredibly disturbing: She's become mystical best pals with Dmitri Young.

I got to meet Dmitri Young. He isn't built for power. He isn't built for speed. He is built for comfort and has the loveliest way about him. You can tell he has overcome a lot and was truly ecstatic to be there. ...

... When Dmitri got back to the dugout, he looked up in the stands, we made eye contact and he pumped both fists in the air. He then started dancing to the music. And I danced, too.

We're not sure we're ready to live in a world in which Dmitri Young — Dmitri Young! — and Alyssa Milano are best pals. Stay out of the Detroit hotel rooms, Alyssa, and, oh yeah, look out for his brother. boom bitch

He's built for comfort!

My All-Star Game [*touch* em all]

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<![CDATA[How Virginia Tech Touched Our Little World Here]]> As you've surely noticed, we haven't gone into the Virginia Tech horrors too much around these parts; we felt we had nothing we could possibly add to something so unfathomable. But there are still ways the tragedy has touched our little world over here.

First, the Nationals all wore Virginia Tech hats last night, though we wonder how much comfort anyone can possibly take from Dmitri Young. In addition, it turns out that one of the victims, Brian Bluhm, was a Tigers fan and one of the frequent posters at MotownSports.com; he had been set to graduate in two weeks.

And even closer to home: As some of you might know, Nick Dallamora, one of the three geniuses behind The Dugout, is a student at Virginia Tech and a resident of the Ambler Johnston dorm where the initial shooting happened. Nick is fine, if obviously shaken (The Dugout is taking a few days off), and has been writing about the experience at The Fanhouse. We've been emailing with Nick the last few days, and he accepted our invitation to write about the experience in Blacksburg. His words are after the jump.

Through Hokie Eyes [The Fanhouse]
The Dugout
Nationals Finally Do Something Right [Saved By The Blog]
We're All Hokies Today [Politico]

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When Monday's incidents unfolded nothing hit like hearing those numbers climb so drastically. I remember seeing Fox News report 30 deaths and saying to my roommate "This is why I hate Fox News they always blow numbers out of proportion. Change it." When CNN reported 32, I checked MSNBC, who reported 33. It felt like my head had been frozen for 10 years and was just now decaying. How many? Are you sure?

It sounds cliche, but it wasn't until [Tuesday] that everything began sinking in. Prior to today's convocation I cursed that messed-up bastard to everyone I talked to, and in the few spare moments I had to myself I cursed him under my breath. The fiery hate in my chest masked what I should have been feeling, which was sorrow. I was pissed at how a demented psychopath could walk behind me on my way to class, bear left and kill 30 kids at no expense of his own. What kind of messed up world is it where you aren't safe in a small southern college town? I was pissed at society as a whole, like we could all have been that twisted and it just happened to be that guy's day. That was until today.

Today I saw what I eyeballed at 20,000+ people in attendance at the convocation. When the basketball stadium filled they overflowed us into Lane Stadium where we covered the playing field and stands. We were all either in suits, dresses, or our Saturday's best. It was the only time I can remember feeling overdressed in mesh shorts, a football jersey and a cap. We shared, we cried, and we patted each other on the shoulder with a solemn nod. For 24 hours we were all lost, but today we came back together to support each other.

It was there that Nikki Giovanni gave the most spine-tingling speech I have ever heard. She ended with:

We are strong and brave and innocent and unafraid. We are better than we think, not quite what we want to be. We are alive to the imagination and the possibility we will continue to invent the future through our blood and tears, through all this sadness. We are the Hokies! We will prevail, we will prevail! We are Virginia Tech!

The crowd absolutely blew up. I think we all realized just what being a Hokie meant at that point. It's not that we didn't know before, but yesterday it changed and it won't ever be the same again. Being a Hokie means being strong, supporting and helping those around you through adversity, and knowing the rest of us are here for you when things get too heavy.

We are the Hokies and we will prevail.

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<![CDATA[Dmitri Young's Rehab Experience]]> In case you haven't heard, Tigers designated hitter Dmitri Young is still evading police after failing to make a court appearance for a charge that he choked his girlfriend at a Detroit hotel. Several sources say he's at a rehab facility, but no one, including his lawyers, seem to know for sure.

It's a prickly situation, which means it's precisely the kind the brilliant minds at The Dugout specialize in. In their fantasy scenario, Dmitri is hanging out with Betty Ford and Dwight Gooden, discussing his woes and some possible treatment ... until a surprise visit from a family friend.

If you needed any more proof that The Dugout is a gift dropped to us from on high, this is it. Boom, bitch!

You Have Entered The Betty Ford Center Chatroom [The Dugout]
Young, Attorney No-Shows At Hearing [Detroit Free Press]

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