Much more than just the word my imaginary Japanese girlfriend mysteriously cries out during moments of passion, Ichiro signifies consistency and well-honed precision. It’s a pity that he plays in Seattle where those skills will never be rewarded with the digitary hardware he deserves. Ten straight seasons of 200+ hits, though, should definitely count for something more.
But where do these skills come from? Was he struck by a radioactive baseball as a youngster? Like Tyler Colvin‘s recent incident, were his parents speared by a shattered baseball bat and he vowed to take revenge? Or perhaps it’s something much simpler, a reflection of his heritage:
I mean come on, if you had to run in unison while making sure you didn’t crash into another running someone, wouldn’t the logical next step be using that same precision to ensure contact instead?
Congratulations, Ichiro. It’s an impressive feat. But we’re on to you.