So remember a month back when I did a Little Miss Crabby Pants post that involved much frothing at the mouth over baseball umpire, Jim Joyce, losing his damn mind and calling a base runner (who was clearly out by like 7000 ft.) safe and thereby robbing my guy Armando Galarraga of a perfect game? Well it ended well enough - with Armando sucking it up, accepting Joyce's apology, and turning the whole ordeal into the feel good story of the season. Kudos to the city of Detroit for actually looking good in the media spotlight for a change!
(See L.A., that's how it's done.)
Well, Joyce and My Armando recently reunited on stage for ESPN's ESPY award show (no clue, honestly) and hubba, hubba - look at Armando! No, not the old white guy (although nice suit Jimmy!) - the cutie-patootie Venezuelan standing next to him. In a suit! And tie! ::Swoon:: Be still my wee lil' librarian heart!
Seriously, this is the closest I'll ever get to posting nekkid beefcake on this blog. Yep, guys wearing suits. Hey, it takes all kinds. Just sayin'.