First things first, how tight is that photo? We think it's from around 1987, and it's just too good for words. Sheff looks as crazy as you'd expect, and is Doc calculating how to score after the media clears out or is it just us? Need we even comment on the prominent role that Soul Glo plays in the image? We thought not.Anyway, the esteemed social commentary of Gary Sheffield continues unabated, and we love every second of it--even though right about now we'd imagine Jim Leyland is combing Sheff's contract for some sort of "muzzle clause". It's really a shame for the Tribe that there's no MLB provision for suspensions of players who continually act like fucking morons, b/c the Tigers would be hard-pressed to hold off the Indians w/ Sheff on the shelf for something like 1,000 games.
Sheff's thoughts on race relations, genetics and modern medicine never cease to intrigue, and we love that Sheff continues to lose "no-talking" contests to himself:
"I tell myself every offseason I'm not going to say anything crazy. I'm just going to have a peaceful season ... Can't do it. I'm cut from a different cloth."
Maybe a cloth that's gone out of production. Or one that's generally reserved for producing strait jackets. Whatever the case, we think this latest outburst complements, quite nicely, Gary's early season treatise on the proliferation of players of Latin descent in MLB, to make for a veritable encyclopedia insanica. George Will would be proud.
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