Which kind of sucks, because Del Taco is pretty good, dudes. Anyway, here’s what Harper had to say about his recent claim that he’s going to be huge coming into the season:
“It was kind of crazy that everyone was going berserk about my weight,” he said. “I was 235 coming in last year and it’s not sloppy weight. I’m not fat, I look pretty good. I don’t want to say that, but I’m not gonna lie. It’s not like I’m out eating McDonalds and Del Taco every night. I eat good. My mom fixes dinner every single night.”
Man, the kids is 21 years-old. Even if he was eating McDonald’s and Del Taco every night he’d still be in great shape because that’s how 21 year-olds usually roll. The jerks. It’s when you hit your mid-30s that everything starts to go to hell.
For a few days, it looked like Aaron Judge was finally hitting his stride in the postseason. He was still striking out at a regular clip, piling more and more strikeouts atop the 16 he racked up in the Division Series, but he was mashing, too. He engineered a three-run homer during Game 3 of the Championship Series, followed by another blast and game-tying double in Game 4. His one-out double helped pad a five-run lead in Game 5, while his 425-footer off of Brad Peacock barely made a dent during a 7-1 loss in Game 6. And then Lance McCullers‘ curveball found and fooled him, as it did five of the 14 batters it met in Game 7:
The strikeout was Judge’s first of the evening and 27th since the start of the playoffs. No other major league batter has racked up that many strikeouts in a single postseason, though Alfonso Soriano’s 26-strikeout record in 2003 comes the closest. Within that record, Judge also collected three golden sombreros (four strikeouts in a single game), narrowly avoiding the dreaded platinum sombrero (five strikeouts in a single game).
It’s an unfortunate footnote to a spectacular year for the rookie outfielder, who decimated the competition with 52 home runs and 8.2 fWAR during the regular season and was a pivotal part of the Yankees’ playoff run. Thankfully, the image of McCullers’ curveball darting just under Judge’s bat won’t be the image that sticks with us for years to come. Instead, it’ll look something like this: