This scene took place in the Atlanta Braves dugout.
It is so creepy, and frankly, gay looking, that people started spreading a rumor that Acuna’s mother died during the game.
And?
So even if that happened, (and it didn’t- it was a made up rumor) this is acceptable behavior amongst grown men when a mother dies?
Why doesn’t he diaper and powder him and burp him, maybe breast feed him?
Okay to what? What is it that’s going on here?
Lmfaooooooooo #acuna #albies #braves pic.twitter.com/71TZjwBapZ
— ๐BฮK๐ค๐ฏ๐ (@asha7777) July 29, 2018
Clint Eastwood’s latest movie. Million Dollar Crybaby.
two fudge packers
What the heck????
I’m OK with breastfeeding in public, as long as it’s done discreetly.
Uhhh … that’s just … I don’t know … the antithesis of “manly?”
Sort of Obama-ish?
Dude needs a pacifier … y’know … a long, cylindrical one …
izlamo delenda est …
“Trade me, RIGHT F#CKING NOW!”
He can put his “bat” to use in the dugout as long as he goes easy with the pine tar, league rules apply.
Picking nits.
Midday Cowboy ?
(Batso Rizzo)
Brokebat Mountain ?
“I cain’t quit You Acuna”
I’m a Washington Nationals Fan (started because I hate the O’s but we also had Hagersxtown Suns season tickets for 5 years so I know most of the ballplayers) and I’ve noticed a lot of hugging seemingly instituted by the new manager (who is still a ? mark to me).
Has baseball gone gay? Fist bumps/high fives/back slapping is one thing but this constant barrage of hugging is troubling.
Is this a hispanic male thing? I’m not familiar enough with the culture to know. And Hispanic/Latin players are becoming more dominant (I’m not saying that as a bad thing).
Just called up from the crybaby league . . .
maybe he was just sleepy….
It’s a bit much.
The fifth inning motorboat has been an Atlanta tradition since Orville Redenbacher’s time.
They call themselves the Braves you say?
Whereโs Chief KockaHomo?
Picking bugs?
At least they weren’t mutually masturbating or flinging poop.
Thereโs no fudge crying in baseball!
When Mr. Illustr8r played hockey after the game ended the teams would line up and pass each other, hit their gloves together or shake hands and say, โgood gameโ and that was that. Off to the locker room.
Now, โno good gameโ happens between opposing teams. Instead, you hug it out with your own team on the ice. They form a line too and then clink helmets, hug and say sweet nothings to each other. The new coach of the WHL team we follow instituted these new after the game โteam buildingโ moves. Mr Illustr8rโs reaction was to be weirded out by it and to say, โWTH is THAT?!?โ
Thereโs no hugging in hockey.
Hugging in hockey is called ‘checking’.
I played and coached baseball and never saw anything like that at any age level.
The 3rd gen fems won’t be satisfied until all men have boobs, man-buns, cry at the drop of a hat, and get cranky once a month. Russian and Chinese Specfors are laughing their asses off.
I’m depressed and will now ask Mr. Beam what he thinks.
Something like that might happen around here during a T-ball game between child and mom if the child was fatherless. If the child has a father, no way would child allow comforting unless there was blood.
Obviously ones a pitcher and the other a catcher.
He swallowed.
What’s wrong with breast feeding in public?
That must’ve been some contract perk. Your own emotional support homie
Yuck.
The color of the socks I wear today is of more import than this.
What do you call a queer Indian?
A Brave sucker!