lincecumrejectedfinishedwAs a babyfaced young blogger I have experienced the humiliation of waitresses always bringing you the kids menu. Luckily, my fire-dragon temper has ensured that those stupid restaurants will never again make the same mistake. They know I’ll refuse to step foot in their restaurants once more, which is good because there’s no way they’d ever serve me again.

Anyway, something along these lines happened to the young pitching phenom with the face of a Barney co-star Tim Lincecum when he tried to grab a seat next to fellow Giants pitcher Barry Zito at an eating establishment. Unfortunately, our little pitching ace didn’t have the gall to announce, “HEY IDIOTS DON’T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! THERE’S A TWO TIME CY YOUNG WINNER STANDING IN FRONT OF YA AND HE CAN THROW THIS PLATE AT 97 MPH!”

Once upon a time — but not too long ago — a funny thing happened at the lounge at Michael Mina. San Francisco Giants pitcher Barry Zito was hanging out at the ritzy, upscale restaurant bar. He was dressed well — the norm at a place like Michael Mina.

Suddenly, in strolls fellow Giants pitcher Tim Lincecum to join Zito. Thing is, the long-haired, baby-faced Lincecum was decked out in very casual (“skater”) attire that was, well, out-of-place at the formal St. Francis spot.

Only he didn’t make it to Zito. Not recognizing the two-time Cy Young award winner, a restaurant manager/staffer politely cut off Lincecum, saying something along the lines of:

“I’m sorry, please don’t bother Mr. Zito. No autographs tonight.” – Inside Scoop SF

If I were Lincecum I’d smirk, grab a sharpie, sign the manager’s shirt and announce, “Why don’t you go ahead and sell that on Ebay.” Okay, in reality I’d throw a hissy fit that would make Barry Bonds look like an upstanding citizen and then eat all of their mints. But who cares about details?

H/T Samer_K