Good morning, baseball fans!
It’s Saturday, and Saturdays feel like days that are made for pettiness. We spent most of the last week talking about our favorite San Francisco Giants players over the years. So now I want to go the opposite direction and talk about our favorite villains.
When I was a kid, my older cousin hated Darryl Strawberry so much that he heckled him to the point where he turned around and flipped off our entire section. That’s the kind of energy we’re looking for. And we currently have a contender for the throne.