Brothers Giles Update

Earlier today I railed against baseball media.  Luckily, there's a flip side to that coin.

What could possibly be better than the original Brothers Giles nudity extravaganza, immortalized by the funniest episode of The Dugout ever, and testing the boundary where life stops and The Dugout begins?  Why, another nudity extravaganza, STUPID!!!  Yet again, life imitates The Dugout; this time they even incorporate a nonplussed, grandfatherly Greg Maddux, doing pretty much what his Fresh Prince-obsessed counterpart did in The Dugout.  It's only a matter of time before a Heathcliff-like vortex of nude Gileses blows out of the shower and into the clubhouse in real life.

It is no stretch to point out that a) this must be a concerted PR effort, and b) it is, by orders of magnitude of orders of magnitude, the funniest PR effort in the history of anything, ever.  Even Clinton Portis seems tame and boring by comparison... Dr. Don't Know don't know how to top dancing nutsacks, that's for sure.  The point is, this line of promotion (self-effacing pranks) is an absolute goldmine.  I know I'll be paying more attention to the Pads this year.

Anyway, Brian and Marcus... thank you.