Me upon seeing Mike Trout on the cover of our newly arrived SI this week: “My gawd, Mike Trout has NO NECK.”
Bee Jr., age 11: “It makes sense, Mom. His name is Trout. Fish don’t have necks.”
You can’t script this stuff.
Seriously, you guys, Mike Trout’s story has been an exciting one to watch this season: a bright spot on an inconsistent Angels team, an adorable first time All-Star appearance (he loves Derek Jeter, so he’s alright in my books) and absolutely sick numbers. Consider this analysis courtesy of Bill Chuck over at Billy-Ball:
There are only three players who finished their season with over 20 doubles, over 20 homers, over 30 steals and a batting average of .340 or above.
Mike Trout is at all those levels and soon he will be able to add scored 100 runs.
Now that’s swoon-worthy! So are these photos! I’ll ignore that he just turned 21 on August 7.
(Photo: US Presswire)
All smiles here.
We love it when our centerfielders get a little dirty (Photo: Getty Images)
Giving props to the Albert (I’M SORRY, GM!) (Photo: Kevin Sullivan/Orange County Register)
Trout on Draft Day. Try not to pinch his cheeks. (Photo: Michael Ein)
He doesn’t make every catch, but he still looks fine trying (Photo: Getty Images)
Now if I can only stop calling him Mike Twout à la Jerry Gergich I’ll be fine.
Ladies... 