In the wake of Miguel Cabrera’s 2 homer performance on Tuesday, we learned a little bit about what Cabrera keeps in his locker and it seems to be an eclectic mix.
- He has 3 unopened candy bars. (yeah, yeah, weight jokes, yeah) We don’t know the brands, and I think this is pretty important information.
- Voodoo dolls. This was reported by Curtis Granderson. Not sure if the voodoo dolls are of particular people, or if maybe they are generic and wear certain uniforms on certain days. But I do feel somewhat comforted that Cabrera is channeling his inner Pedro Cerrano.
- And spotted tonight in his postgame interview, there was a bobblehead that I believe to be Curtis Granderson. It’s unclear if this is in fact one of the voodoo dolls.
hahaha. Love it. Like I said in the game thread, we need to know the candy brands so we can throw them on the field in his praise after performances. Imagine 1,000 kit-kat bars being hurled onto the field for him? Glorious.
according to his wiki page, Miggy is a high priest of Santeria (a Caribbean syncretic religion similar to voodoo), so those dolls probably have something to with that (his religion or his obligations as a high priest)
Voodoo is awesome. Much better than Paganism and Christianity.
The candy bar find is a bit disturbing in that it may signal his lack of committment to keeping fit long term. He’s still a heckuva talent, but he’ll have to stay healthy and fit to finish a legendary career.
That said, he’s starting to get hot…and he can absolutely carry us in the second half, particularly with a healthy Maggs also in the lineup.
Here’s an interesting link about baseball players and Santeria:
http://www.rickross.com/reference/santeria/santeria11.html
Santeria: Religion under wraps
Santeria finds a following among baseball’s Latin American players, who’d rather not discuss it for fear of misperceptions
Los Angeles Times/June 26, 2007
In which we learn the biggest devotees are F-Rod, Ozzie Guillen, and our own Miggs–who is a “babalao” or high priest (who knew?).
Just reminds me of what a exuberant little boy would keep in his locker. And the Curtis Granderson bobblehead is just the icing on the cake. Mmmm icing.
Uh, where did he find the time to become a “high priest”? I mean, priest I understand — anybody with a couple dolls and some tobacco can become a priest. Heck, that’s easy. But “high priest”? Doesn’t that take some real study time?
I mean, hasn’t he been playing baseball hardcore for like 10 years?
Getting the brand names of those candy bars should be an absolute must for any responsible journalist covering the Tigers right now.
The whole season may very well hinge on this information.
“Cabrera is channeling his inner Pedro Cerrano.”
Bats, they were sick. He could not hit curveball. Straightball he hit it very much. Curveball, bats were afraid. He ask Jobu to come, take fear from bats. He offer him cigar, rum. He came.
OK, Dave rules.
Maybe we ALL rule
“”I don’t know exactly [why]. I can’t tell you,” he said before adding with a laugh, “Maybe it’s the economy.””
How can anyone not like Ozzie?
“Maybe we ALL rule”
No way, man. That’s like anarchy or something. I’m looking for spritual direction, and I’ve found it in DTWeria.
I didn’t want to think too much about Cabrera’s skull-on-a-stick travelling companion, but I’m pretty sure being without it explains his slow start in Detroit. All this hubbub, switching 3rd-to-1st, all they really needed to do was book an empty seat on the team flights for Skull-On-A-Stick-Friend, and we’d probably be a few games up on the White Sox now.
Presumably, Skull-On-A-Stick-Friend had a name at one point. OK, I’m getting creeped out now.
And that friend’s name? Nate Cornejo.
I had to Wikipedia Nate Cornejo. I kept clicking under “Career highlights and awards” and nothing happened. Obviously something wrong with the page. Wikipedia. What a crock.
I still can’t figure out the brand of candy bars, they don’t look like wrappers I recognize. More like baseball uniform patterns or something I guess. Oh weird, look they have little feet sticking out the bottom, I wonder how they wrap them like that, and same thing at the top, it’s like a little head or OMIGOD! HELP! HELP! GET ME OUT OF HERE! SHRUNKEN RELIEF PITCHERS!!
Do they expand again if you soak them in water? Could be something the Tigers want to look into. They could sun dry the Mud Hens and carry them around in a suitcase on road trips.
Chia Miggy. This is the product that could get the craze rolling.
Good thinking or…just picture Marshmallow Mini-Miggies, full of marshmallow baseball player shaped bits along with some crappy cereal bits the kids will leave, except Special Prize! in every 1000 boxes–hey, you win! That’s no marshmallow, that’s a real, major league ballplayer you got there!
Actually Chia Maggs would be perfect. But now I am getting off-topic. Sorry.
Yeah, shame on you, Vince.
“that’s a real, major league ballplayer you got there!”
Well, ex-major league. Assuming a comeback, would the time in the box count toward their service time? If not, look for Marcus in a cereal box near you sometime soon.
Has The Dugout tackled Santeria in baseball yet?
Hey, I think Billfer set up this thread deliberately. We’ve been had.
They started to, but their webpage became an unreadable 1-inch square for about a week, so they dropped it.
Well, if Edgar goes on the “DL” and the next thing you know, someone is heard calling New-Skull-Friend-On-A-Colorful-Bat “Rent” or something, I’m going to start getting suspicious.
I was happy to hear that there was no 3rd basemen’s glove in there…