July 14, 2015
There isn’t a baseball fan around who didn’t try to emulate Hideo Nomo’s pitching windup back in 1995. I remember the first time I tried to do it — I’m pretty sure I damn near threw my hip out. My mom saw me “practicing that Nomo” in the backyard as I attempted to perfect the windup with a tennis ball pitched at the fence. She had a puzzled look on her face.
Mom: Son, what are you doing?
Young Ed: Practicing that Nomo.
Mom: Oh. Well, it looks like you’re doing yoga.