Thanks to a shift that placed Orioles second baseman Brian Roberts well out of the infield, Jason Giambi grounded out to
right field last night. In his next at-bat, Giambi somehow dropped a hit between Roberts and the right fielder, then made a gesture to let Roberts know that he's #1.
Not bad, Jason. The judges also would have accepted "I GOT YOUR SHIFT RIGHT HERE!" provided you had grabbed your crotch in a matching rhythm with the final two syllables. That's my preferred gesture. Everyone agrees: I'm really good at grabbing my crotch.
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One greasy mustache + steroids + disdain for Baltimore = I have no idea but those are three pretty impressive traits.
Everyone agrees: I'm really good at grabbing my crotch.
I, on the other hand, am very good at grabbing other people's crotches. What can I say? I'm a giver.
Yeah that's right I fucking got a single bitches. Suck it. I'm on first base! WOOO!!
Say what you want about how predictable of a hitter he is, I've heard that Giambi is the go-to guy when you need advice for how to clean dried semen out of your moustache.
He just wanted the O's to know that it was his first hit of the ballgame.
Two guys in right field? I'll show you… by hitting it into right field.
I'm not a Giambi fan, nor a Yankees fan for that matter, but the 'stache he has makes me him look Mattingly/Boggs-esque when he's running out of the batter's box.
Did they show the part where he got confused and tried to inject his middle finger into his ass?
Mustache? Check.
Obscene hand gestures? Check.
Overt disdain for the black man? Oh yeah, that's a check.
Mr. Giambi, the NY Society for the Preservation of Italian-American Stereotypes thanks you for doing your part.
Odd–Giambi usually wants to make this Cream and Clear.
Giambi's only two choices were the finger and the crotch grab, because calling Roberts a "fag" doesn't work when you
a. Have a gay porn moustache.
b. Openly admit that you wear a gold thong.
c. Play for the Yankees.
d. Go into a bathroom stall with Mark McGwire/Jose Canseco and let them jab you in the ass.
It's kind of a pot calling the kettle black thing.