B126 #1B: Jim “I Wish You Were D”Edmonds

Congratulations, Jim Edmonds! You haven’t played a single game as a Chicago Cub. You haven’t pissed and moaned about a single called third strike in blue pinstripes. You haven’t taken a circuitous route and a completely unnecessary dive to catch a single fly ball as a home player in front of the Wrigley ivy. You haven’t molested a single Chicago-born dog. Yet you have accomplished the unthinkable. You have forced a two-way tie at the top of my list of the Bottom 126 Cubs of My Time.

I honestly didn’t think it possible for the Cubs to ever have a guy on their roster who is more loathsome than Todd Hundley. It’s not like the Cubs were ever going to sign that guy who beat the shit out of me in fourth grade, and then wouldn’t fight me when I got big enough to kick his ass. They certainly wouldn’t sign that bitch who cheated on me while I was out of town for a measly half day. Age itself would have made it impossible for them to sign my third-grade teacher, whose love of sentence diagramming made my life a living hell.

No, none of those people were available. But one colossal jagoff was. JIM FUCKING EDMONDS.

I don’t care if Jim Edmonds lets my mom borrow his mascara before she walks into work. I don’t care if he puts on the best damn burlesque show in Chicago. I don’t care if this shithead hits a walkoff home run for the Cubs in Game Seven of the World Series. I don’t care if, late one night, I stagger out of a Wrigleyville bar into traffic, and Jim Edmonds pushes me out of the way, saving my life.

I am going to HATE this bastard.

“Hollywood” Jim Edmonds is everything that’s wrong with baseball. He’s a showboating shithead who would rather be on SportsCenter than win a game. He’s a flaming homometrosexual who spends weekends frosting tips and polishing knobs. He has a selfish, uppercut swing designed for hitting a majestic home run once every thirty at-bats and striking out the other twenty-nine.

This is a guy who wasn’t good enough to play for the hapless San Diego Padres, making him more worthless than Shawn Estes, Michael Barrett, and Glendon Rusch. This is a guy who was replaced in center field by Jody Gerut, who hadn’t previously seen Major League action since 2005. This is a guy who was traded for David Freese, for God’s sake. This is a guy who even Wikipedia mocks, saying, “…he is known to have a propensity to slow down his route to the ball in order to make a diving play.”

This is a guy- I do not like this guy.


Low Point: May 14, 2008. Jim Hendry decides that there isn’t enough grabass being played in the shower and signs Jim Edmonds to a one-year contract. Every Cubs fan in Chicago momentarily considers purchasing a White Sox hat.


Did You Know? Edmonds was on the cover of the video game MLB Slugfest 2004. Yep. That game fucking sucked, too.

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