Whoever Trains in Vegas, Stays in Vegas
Just in case there was any doubt in your mind that shipping all your young, potentially bumpkin prospects just about to hit the bigtime to LAS FREAKING VEGAS is the dumbest idea of all time, listen to the fear in the voice of Jays’ funnyman and new mop-up guy Dirk Hayhurst (who has been getting love around here for his real human-beingness in these parts from back when he was officially writing a “non-prospect diary”) as he gives his take on the town:
Then, realize that the woman flirting interviewing him was the 2008 Penthouse pet of the year*. Not at all to cast doubt on her ability to seamlessly make the jump from nude modelling to minor-league beat reporter, but when she mentions her “connections”, I can almost see the rest of Dirk’s career flash before my eyes. The good news is he manages to maintain a pretty decent ERA right up to the point where he’s sleeping under a pile of newspapers and sneaking into the 51’s clubhouse for the post-game sandwiches.
*I only know that because I was searching for the video on Youtube and she’s all over the place, Grandma. Kind of like Shannon Stewart. Please don’t believe everyanything you read about me, however repeatedly, on Drunk Jays Fans. I really need that birthday cheque for…errr…gummie bears.