Facing R.A. Dickey’s knuckleball for a day game after an extra inning night game must be like expecting Miss Universe and getting Miss Iowa.
Yeah, I know the metaphor was used before (and made much more sense then). But I figured that if Miguel Batista could use it and get Katherine Connors to come to a Nats game, maybe I could use it and get her to write a guest blog or something. But I guess her schedule’s all booked up now, and I can’t walk in heels.
Dickey can’t walk in heels either, nor is he from Iowa. But his knuckler has just commissioned a new show on VH1 called Best Season Ever, where the new pitch has made sure that Dickey is still sticking to the wall for the New York Mets, showing a smart-ass blogger what it means to be a real gangsta.
By the way, there’s no chin underneath Dickey’s beard. Just another knuckleball.
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