One of my favorite things in life: an excuse to go shoe shopping. So this thing with Brian Wilson’s orange (now orange and Sharpie black) cleats was too good to pass by.
So I went looking and eventually (it’s harder than you’d think to find some nice orange shoes) found these Italian made orange sandals and fell in love with them. My pink nail polish clashed with it pretty badly though, so I found this orange nail polish called “tangerine” and the result has been immortalized on camera.
Now why is there no constitutional amendment that grants people- yes, baseball players are people too- freedom of fashion? Sign the petition here asking MLB to revoke the fine. If it’s true that there is no rule, then the fine is incorrect. And if there is one? There shouldn’t be. Unless the cleats have flashing Christmas lights on them, or something. Every uniform should have a little room for personal flair and the shoes seem like a good place to do it, in a baseball uniform.
Incidentally, I think Brian’s shoes look better post-Sharpie era:
But no, I’m not Sharpie-ing mine.
Here is my promise to you: if the Giants go to the post-season, I’ll streak my orange toenails with black. And if they go to the World Series? I’m getting an orange extension for my hair. Or maybe a mohawk like Brian? Kidding.