Brian Wilson’s beard now too large to be captured in still photographs

Spotted this on the AP wire today. The photo ends, but the beard keeps going. At some point you have figure that would become unwieldy, no? How do you eat without accidentally dipping that thing in barbecue sauce? How long does it take to dry after you shower?

Wilson has been accused here and elsewhere of being something of an attention whore. But I’ll say this much for him: He’s dedicated.

Bryce Harper’s red contacts

Supposedly these are for help with the sun, much like Phiten necklaces are for help with… circulation or something. For what it’s worth, I remember seeing an ad for something similar when I was just a little younger than Harper and thinking they’d be totally badass to wear in high-school football games.

In defense of last night’s umpiring

Two things about that. One, that depends on where the runners were. And two, the rule does not ask, in fact does not allow for, the umpire to make a judgment about the chance of a double play. If you need to, go back up there and read the rule. We’ll wait … Okay, did you see anything in there about double plays? You didn’t, because it’s not there. All that matters is infielder and ordinary effort.

In the umpire’s judgment, that infielder was in position to make that play with ordinary effort.

Rob Neyer, SBNation.com.

I happen to love the infield fly rule, and not just because it sounds like a poppy early 90s hip-hop outfit. Click through for Neyer’s examination of the rules and defense of the umpire’s decision. As he points out, the Braves played terribly for most of the game so it’s hard for anyone to point to that one call as the difference-maker.

Also, if anyone’s just eager to complain — because Twitter — why not fault the format instead of the human umpires that made a judgment call? The Braves finished the 162-game regular season six games better than the Cardinals and now go home over one game. Bad umpiring is ultimately not what cost them, but imagine if it were?

That’s all, folks

Baseball’s regular season ended last night. Like every season, it was awesome. To boot:

  • Miguel Cabrera won the Triple Crown.
  • Mike Trout emerged as baseball’s greatest human.
  • The YOLOrioles clinched postseason play for the first time this Willenium. (That’s two pop culture references in one bullet, folks. I AM BLOGGER!)
  • Phil Humber, Matt Cain and Felix Hernandez threw perfect games.
  • Johan Santana, Jered Weaver and Homer Bailey threw no-hitters. No hitter! Mets! Hooray! Also, six Mariners combined on a no-hitter in June.
  • “That’s a clown question, bro.”
  • “Straight to the monkey.”
  • Many other things.

I’ll have a more proper requiem for the Mets’ season either later today or tomorrow, but for now I’ve got a podcast to do, some meetings to attend and a doctor’s appointment.

Oh yeah, a bunch of you have pointed out that Teddy finally won the Presidents Race in Washington. And the Nationals finally won the division. Is that, like, symbolism? Will both prove dominant forces moving forward?

Hiroki Kuroda is not having fun

I’ve never enjoyed playing baseball; never enjoyed pitching, to be honest with you…. I’m not saying this because I’m with the Yankees. This has been all throughout my professional career. There’s a lot of responsibility as a starting pitcher, so rather than enjoy myself out there, I feel like I have to fulfill my responsibilities and that’s my priority.

Hiroki Kuroda.

I suspect there are some subtleties being lost in translation and delivery here, and nothing Kuroda said should really concern Yankee fans all that much — he’s more concerned with being a good pitcher (which he is) than with enjoying himself. It’s just kind of funny to hear any athlete come out and be all, “honestly, bro — this isn’t any fun at all. This is really hard!”