The Morning Joe show on MSNBC this morning retold the story of a man who got a signed baseball for throwing nude pictures of his ex-wife into the bull pen. The pictures got the man a ball signed by everyone in the dugout courtesy of Johnathan Papelbon of the Boston Red Sox. Allegedly, the ex-husband in question attempted to get more autographed balls by signing one of the pictures and allowing the team to keep it in their dug out.
Nothing is more classy than giving out nude pictures you obtained during the course of a relationship and spreading them around once the relationship is over. Likewise, its very classy to accept random nudes from fans–lovely. What irks me more, however, is the so called humor of the story. I’m sorry–but where is it? He distributed naked photos of his ex wife to strangers and this is cute and funny? I just don’t see the humor and can’t see the humor in that. I guess it’s a laugh riot if you never consider how it must feel to have such intimate moments you shared with a then loved one used for essentially profit–likewise I guess if you could never imagine yourself in that situation, its a lot funnier. I guess these guys don’t have their own wives, daughters, mothers, sisters, aunts, female cousins, etc. that it could happen to.
(For the sake of this post I disabled related links, and specific tags,…and link backs to blogs–I learned my lesson after the Grand Theft Auto post and would really rather not deal with indignant fans who have no stake in the discussion other than to defend their team and players. No offense)