ThreeStrikesandOut

The New York Daily News has an article about Yankees reliever Kyle Farnsworth, and his culinary abilities.  According to the article:

“We have a bake-off every year and the kids are the judges,” says Shayla Pert, his fiancée. “He always wins; I think he pays them.”

Farnsworth laughs upon hearing this, though Pert quickly clarifies, admitting to his superiority when it comes to their culinary skills.

“He’s a great baker,” she says. “He’s Betty Crocker. He makes the best peanut butter cookies ever.”

That doesn’t come as a surprise to me.  I’ve watched the American League feast on his pitching for the last two years. His fastball must taste like chocolate cake, the way that hitters line up to take shots at Kyle.  God help him if he ever has to pitch against Prince Fielder.  That’s an all-you-can-eat buffet of home run destruction, just waiting to happen.  And then Prince would eat all of his cookies.

But, one thing is for sure, Farnsworth’s lady is kinda hot, so he does have that going for him.

With all that being said:  Please don’t beat me up Kyle.