Tim Lincecum has had a rough season. At least for him.
His fastball velocity is down, his mechanics are out of sorts, and he’s thinking a little bit too much, which is only hurting the ballclub.
But on Tuesday in Philadelphia he didn’t let his on-field issues affect his attitude, going to great lengths to interact with his fans. OK, so he simply stood on a trash can to get up close and personal to sign some autographs.
Perhaps this shouldn’t be such a big deal. It’s not like he was balancing on the edge of a cliff to deliver food to starving children. And we know that Lincecum is hardly a choir boy.
But still, in this modern era of sports, where professional athletes are insulated more than ever from the common folk, many of them coddled, spoiled, and raised from an early age with an unreal sense of entitlement, there is something kind of cool about a two-time Cy Young winner standing on a trash can to give some face time to a few admirers. He didn’t have to do it, and many athletes wouldn’t.
Rock on, Timmy.