The first shout out goes to the toughest dude in the NBA, Manu Ginobili. Now, I know that normally only members of the sports media are allowed to declare any player the toughest guy in a league. But, I’m pretty sure that they won’t disagree with me on this one.
Ginobili isn’t just one of those competitive scrappy guys who can take a beating out there and keep coming back at ya. He’s the kind of guy who gets his nose broken by an (allegedly) errant elbow during the second quarter of a game and comes back and plays in the second half.
What Manu’s broken nose might have looked like…
Okay, so getting your nose broken and barely missing any game time is pretty macho by itself. But, that’s not what makes me so sure that Ginobili is the toughest guy in the league. No, I know he’s the toughest guy in the league because he’s the only player who could take the court with a Maxi Pad taped to his nose to keep it in line without getting any crap from other players …
I mean, look at that thing! Obviously, the team sent someone out to CVS or Walgreens to “Find something that will hold his nose in place and they came back with a box of Maxi Pads and some tape. And nobody is talking any smack to him over it. The crowd isn’t chanting “Tampon Face … Tampon Face” when he takes the court. None of the players have gotten off a “Well, Manu seems to be on the rag” blast after any of the games. And you know they want to. They’re just afraid to.
And, what makes this even more impressive is that most men would already be a little defensive about their manhood, even before taping a tampon to their face, if they were sporting an “I’m getting older” bald spot like Manu does …
Dude. Mix in some HairSpray or something.
Anyone who can combine a bald spot and a face tampon and still play like Manu “Macho Man” Ginobili does, gets the title of “Toughest Guy in the NBA.”
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Speaking of really tough guys, check out Colorado Rockies catcher Miguel Olivo! This bad ass played almost a full game with a freaking kidney stone! Are you kidding me? I’ve had kidney stones and I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be playing baseball while suffering. Hell, when I had my first kidney stone, I was writing out my will on the way to the ER.
When I got to the ER I was basically like “Just let me sign the damn DNR order be done with this!” That’s how bad it hurt. And I’m not a pussy when it comes to pain either. But, that thing hurt so bad my biggest fear was that I WOULDN’T die that night.
But, this guy is playing baseball. He’s squatting down behind the plate, throwing people out trying to steal and concentrating on calling pitches while pissing blood between innings. That’s amazing.
Olivo said he finally passed the stone during the 8th inning. And then he went out and got a base hit in the 9th inning. And, apparently this isn’t the first time this has happened. Olivo says he has had many kidney stones and has played with one before.
I’m in awe of this freaking guy.
Could you imagine if he and Manu had some kind of cage fight? It would last for hours and hours. Both guys would have like a dozen broken bones and be bleeding from every orifice and neither would give in. They’d make Jean Claude Van Damme’s character in “Bloodsport” look like a total wuss.
Well, I would go on, but I’m typing so fast that my hand is starting to cramp a little. I better take about three Ibuprofen and go lay down for a while and hope it gets better.
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