The always-vigilant Cole Hamels photo archivists at The Fightins tipped me off to this: Our man Hamels pitched Saturday with a band-aid on his chin to cover up a pimple.

The photo is itself not terribly embarrassing, but the context makes it embarrassing enough for the archive. So it has been added. I should note that I am myself quite vain and probably not above covering a zit with a band-aid if I were going to be on TV in front of millions of people, but for some reason no one seems eager to put me on TV in front of millions of people, so I can comfortably taunt Cole Hamels for his vanity in this situation.

Also, on an only vaguely related note: Due in small part to that vanity and in large part to a continuing effort to meet girls, I scored a part in the musical my senior year of high school. The first day of dress-rehearsals I had to wear makeup for the first time in my life and, as a longtime football bro, this made me feel more than a little bit self-conscious. Between rehearsals, I went out for food and got pulled over for rolling through a stop sign.

I’m normally pretty good at talking my way out of tickets: Suppress any punk-rock instincts, apologize profusely, ingratiate myself, the whole thing. In this case, though — being a self-conscious 18-year-old — all I could think about was how the cop would judge me for all the foundation and blush I assumed he would immediately notice, so as soon as he approached the window, I blurted, “I normally don’t wear this much makeup!”

$75 or something.