So, um, about that John Maine story yesterday where he wanted to try on women's dresses?  The Mets have called bullshit:

The Mets say pitcher John Maine is the victim of an impostor who has been asking women for their outfits. Thursday, a woman named Abby Cohen called the club Touch to get "John Maine" a table at their opening night. When the man arrived, he identified himself as the Mets pitcher and asked several young ladies if he could try on their dresses… Despite being "recognized" as Maine by doormen and publicists for Touch, the Mets insist that he has not been in New York since October and was in Virginia on the night of incident.

Life as a celebrity impostor can be pretty rewarding.  For some people, it's an avenue to borrowing women's clothes.  For people like me, it's a way to capitalize on girlls with low self-esteem.  "Hey everybody!  I'm Justin Timberlake!  I'll be in the bathroom if any skanks want to fellate me!"  Then afterwards I'm all, "You dumb whore! I'm not really Justin!"  And the ladies are always, "I knew you were too handsome."

Well, not really.  But my mom insists I'm better-looking than he is.