“I am death and I am visited upon you.”
Bad touch baseball is a one-man operation, updated daily. I’m scouring my treasure trove of old baseball cards and posting the players who look skeevy, sketchy, creepy, or just plain goofy. One thing is for sure: if any of these guys showed up at your house to pick up your daughter, you would release the hounds.
“I am death and I am visited upon you.”
“I’m not going to lie to you, I might be a serial killer. I suffer from blackouts once in a while.”
“My teammates call me Ray, but my victims call me Dr. Giggles.”
“Son of a bitch! Can’t anybody else see these snakes?”
“Of course I am team chaplain. I will also tell your future for 300 rubles.”
“Wooooaaahhhhhh…I can see your feelings.”
“I really didn’t mean to upset you. I swear, this is what my face looks like all the time.”
“Oh God! Now they’re going to find out about my deathly fear of high-fives.”