I'm not one to talk about personal grooming. I passionately detest having to shave every day for work, and am pretty sure I've never cared about how my hair looks in my entire life. However, there are certain things that even I can't take. For example, Johnny Damon of the Red Sox. And yes, the correct term for Johnny Damon is "thing". See, when I think of Johnny Damon, I remeber the fresh-faced, clean cut kid who came up the Royals in the early 90's.
Along with Michael Tucker and the incomparable Jon Nunnally, Damon was the centerpiece of what was supposed to turn into one of the best young outfields in the league. After a more or less decent start to his career, the middle-aged Damon, like all good players, eventually moved to a deep-pocketed team, in this case the Sox. Then things got weird. Johnny started growing his hair out. As you can see in this delightfully violent picture
And then, just a few days ago, I happened to catch a little bit of one of the Boston's first games of the season, and Johnny looked like he had just stumbled out of the food pantry.
Now, this picture does not do justice to the current Damon, who's look has since gone from "Jesus" to "Caveman", but it will give you an idea of what I'm talking about. If you have young childen, please use that V-Chip of yours to block out Boston games, even when Pedro Martinez isn't wrestling old men. And if you actually plan on going to a game, try throwing a nice new Norelco out on center field, he might catch your drift.
