Nick Swisher underwent surgeries on both knees today. The Indians owe him $15 million a year for the next two seasons.
Nick Swisher makes it very easy to hate him, but this just cracks me up. After hitting a two-run home run in the sixth inning of the Indians home opener against the Twins, Swisher busted out this homage to the hometown Buckeyes. The Swish just loves him some good times.
A few thoughts, in no special order, on a lousy ballgame from the other night:
In the eighth inning of a 2-2 game, the Tigers were gifted an out when Nick Swisher turned his back on a rolling foul ball. Tigers catcher Brayan Pena let the ball roll until it went fair, picked it up and rushed back to the plate to tag out the confused Swisher.
The Cleveland Indians and Nick Swisher have created the Mannywood of Ohio and named it the Swishaliciously-perfect "Brohio." This is kind of like that time you heard someone's dad say he thought Juicy Fruit was "tubular" and you immediately stopped saying "tubular" and chewing Juicy Fruit.
Depending on your point of view, Nick Swisher is either a lovable team mascot or the worst. It's all a matter of team loyalties. To his credit, Swisher doesn't seem to care either way. Swish just does Swish.
It's a sad day for baseball fans—Nick Swisher is going to the Cleveland Indians for what could possibly be a five year, $70 million deal. Unfortunately, Cleveland being Cleveland, we will likely never see Swish again. With that hard truth in mind, we bid a fond (or not so fond, whatever) farewell to the rubberiest…
It was not a good weekend for the Yankees. Not only did they drop two games at home against the Tigers, they also lost Derek Jeter for the rest of the postseason and received minimal support from the fans in a sparsely populated Yankee Stadium. And you know who's really sad about that last part? Nick Swisher, bro.
The final out of today's Yankees-Tigers matchup at Comerica Park was delayed by a (fully-clothed) fan who took advantage of lax/slow/forgiving security and roamed around the field for close to a minute.
There's still a month before the season begins, and already the Yankees have been able to replace A.J. Burnett's value to the team. No, it's not a WAR-level replacement player. Ha! That's a good joke. I wish I'd thought of it.
Yankees outfielder and fountain of enthusiasm Nick Swisher has just released his first album, Believe. It features Swisher on lead vocals with Kidz-Bop-style backup, not to mention special appearances on guitar from Bernie Williams and Barry Zito. Looking at the track list, it's basically a concept album for optimism:
Welcome to Great Moments in Drunken Hookup Failure, where we showcase a few heartwarming true stories of drunken love gone horribly awry. Off we go.
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Anyone else getting tired of umpires holding postgame press conferences to breakdown their poor decision making processes? It's bad enough we have to listen Joe Girardi explain his terrible bullpen moves, but this is getting out of hand.