Whilst bemoaning the awfully embarrassing disaster otherwise known as “this past weekend,” I resorted to a usual past-time of mine since the American one is letting me down as of late: trawling YouTube for mustache-related videos.
If David’s worried about the potentially time-intensive upkeep of a well-groomed mustache, we’d like to offer this video to him as proof that maintaining your mustache is as easy as catching an infield pop-up boiling water. It’s all about the wink at the end!
A selfless man never looks directly into a camera.
When considering Metstaches, its hard not to think about the bold staches that swiftly defeated opponents and lead the Mets to certain victory. Or the soothing ones – the staches that weathered the storms and put a team’s troubled mind at ease during burdensome times. Or the confident ones – the staches that seemed to escalate players’ abilities and ooze charisma to scarily contagious levels.
But the one Metstache that is oft-overlooked and seldom recognized as a stache of greatness is the selfless stache. And no one wore it better than Wally Backman.
Born Walter Wayne Backman, Wally began his Major League career in 1980 with the New York Mets. His success as a player came from his hustle, hard-nosed work ethic and a desire to play alongside the players that were naturally more talented than he was. Wally’s motto was always “team first”, and it showed – in his words, his play, and his stache. In fact, his stache was so selfless, that in 1985, it lead the National League in sacrifice hits – 15 total. An impressive feat when considering the selfishness and materialism of a 1980s New York. Read more »
We love a good challenge and nothing gets us chomping at the bit more than someone challenging us to a good old-fashioned stache-off. You see, we’ll stack the 1986 Mets and their staches up against any team from any era. Why? Because we’re confident that Metstaches are the best staches. So, you can imagine our giddiness when we received the picture to the right along with the note below from Matt Brukman. We welcome your challange, Matt, and apologize that you will have to walk away with your stache between your legs.
First, let’s look at Matt’s opening salvo:
The Mets are amateurs. See the attached t-shirt graphic for the true masters of hirsute baseball goodness.
The battle (and a larger version of the photo) after the jump. Read more »
Mets fans are going to be so upset when they read my jersey!
Last night, I received a telephone call from two friends of mine that are big Phillies fans. Naturally, I usually can’t talk baseball with these guys without goin’ to the fisticuffs. “World Champions” this, “Mets Suck” that. You know how it is: eternally resentful towards the Mets even though they just won the series.
But last night was different. Tom Keely and Rod Sliver (who’s names have been changed to protect their identities) instead called to tell me that they would be jumping ship if and when David grew the stache. Yep – two die hard Philles fans agreed to root for the Mets if and when our follicle folley becomes a reality.
And we think that’s fantastic. In fact, we don’t doubt that there are many other fans out there, ready and willing to make a power-move to Flushing when the stache-year rings in. Here are the top 5 teams you should consider abandoning to become a Mets fan when David grows the mustache: Read more »
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