Jason Bay shared his thoughts on the All-Star game in blog form with Rob Bradford and crew. It's actually mostly well written. Anyway, he shares a couple of stories but I literally cackled when I read this one:
"Workout day, I run back in from the field to get sunglasses. Locker room completely empty except Ichiro stretching on the floor and his translator sitting on the chair beside him. So we make small talk, and I ask him where he lives in Seattle because I lived in the suburbs.
Well, I had barely got the last word out when Ichiro says something in Japanese. Then his translator turns to me, deadpanned and straight-faced and says, “I’m going to mess with your house.” The way he said it was malicious, and Ichiro is on the floor dying laughing like it was the funniest thing ever. I was just like, “OK, I’ll see you guys out there.” I didn’t know what to say. It was weird."
Who would have thought that inside the little guy with the Oh-my-God-I-really-have-to-pee batting stance lived a trouble maker? And that he would unleash said trouble maker on a poor, unsuspecting, gentle Canadian? Or that casual Ichiro looked like that?
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