That's right, fitness advice from Pablo Sandoval. Pablo Sandoval seems like a really nice guy and he's a pretty good hitter (although in somewhat of a slump right now), but one word I would not use to describe him is "fit." He's listed on the roster at 245 lbs. which is completely hilarious and if he's 245 then I'm a buck fifty. He's MAYBE 260. I'd guess 270, but MAYBE 260. I know he can move and blah blah blah he's got quickness or whatever, but don't kid yourself. In no sense of the term is he "fit."
Here are some other stories the Chron is pursuing:
Take it from Bobby Sands - it's important to eat a balanced dinner
Take it from Carlton Cuse and Damon Lindelof - it's important to come up with a coherent ending to a television series
Take it from Julius Caesar - it's important to be suspicious of your political rivals
Take it from this guy I see on the way to work every day - it's important not to shoot heroin between your toes
I was at that game last night. What a fucking shitshow. I have very little to add to whatever everyone else is saying except that we already knew they hit worse than an anorexic girls' softball team. But when your Deuce Cy Starting Pitcher can't fucking pitch, well, it makes for a long fucking night. Hey, at least really good seats will be cheap as fuck in a month or so.
Beers are still 9 bucks, though.
(In other weight-related news, 50 Cent lost 60 pounds. Nothing else, that's just fun to say.)
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