As trite and corny as it sounds, I love seeing newly-announced members of a baseball team try on their new jersey and hat. Weird, right. And I don’t even like New Jersey itself. But there’s something cool about seeing a guy buttoning that uniform over a button-down shirt, like seeing Superman and Clark Kent in the same frame. The shirt and tie represent the grown man, the jersey the child’s game he’s being paid a king’s ransom to play.
That’s particularly fitting for Jason Heyward, a man who’s young even by the standards of a sport where 30 seems over the hill but who still boasts six full years of Major League experience.