From the lovely folks at the urban dictionary:
1. When a straight man has a "crush" on another man, not sexual but kind of idolizing him.
Many straight men end up having man crushes on Johnny Depp (I don't blame them).
2. A man having extreme admiration for another man, as though he wants to be him.
"I've got one hell of a man crush on Hugh Hefner. He's made all the right moves."
There are a dozen other definitions, but they all say about the same thing. I am not ashamed to say that I officially have a mancrush on Matt Harvey. I wrote about him in July during the occasion of his major league debut. I wasn't 100% sure at the time if I was going to give over my heart to him. Well, six gutty grand innings later, he had struck out 11 and looked like an absolute horse on the mound. This wasn't Bill Pulsipher or Paul Wilson fools gold - no way - you could see right away that this kid is a stud: great mechanics, explosive fastball, bulldog attitude. I lamented not having received a redemption autograph in that other
post. Well, I have since augmented my Matt Harvey collection:
Those bottom three Bowman platinum cards are refractors. I wouldn't mind picking up a couple more of the 2010 Bowman rookie rainbow now before the cards get to be way too expensive. Otherwise, I think this is a pretty nice beginning of a long and fruitful relationship. If it weren't for my policy of not giving the Wilpons any of my money this year, I would have already headed over to Citifield to see him in person. For now, I will be content to watch him from my living room, as I will be tonight against the Cardinals.
You should know, my first mancrush came to be on May, 22, 1998. That was the day the Mets traded for Mike Piazza:
This is a page of his first 1998 cards as a Met, it is one of my favorite pages in all my collection. I had always admired Piazza from afar. His 1997 season was one for the ages: .362 40 HR 124 RBI as a catcher. How could you not respect numbers like that from a man wearing the tools of ignorance? Then early in 1998, the rumblings came that the Dodgers did not want to sign Piazza to a long term contract for the money he wanted. Next thing you know, he was shipped off to the Marlins and the baseball world was abuzz. The Mets (back when the Mets actually traded for good players) got him a week later. I still remember where I was when I heard them announce the trade, it was that big a deal for me. And let me tell you, it was mancrush at first sight. He looked so good in that Mets uniform. He brought credibility to a team that had been trying to find some, much the same way that Gary Carter had 13 years earlier. Yes, I idolized Gary Carter, but that is because I was a kid when he was playing. I was a week short of being 23 years old on that day in 1998, so officially a man, thus Mike Piazza will always be my first mancrush. Oddly enough, on top of all that, today is his 44th birthday. Happy Birthday Mike!
There have been others in between then and now (Prince Fielder, Nomar Garciaparra, Torii Hunter to name a few) but there is one other player to keep an eye on for my baseball admiration, Mike Trout:
My Trout collection is small, obviously, just as my infatuation for him is still growing. But this kid is unbelievable. I don't think I have ever sought out an Angel game in my life, but now, as long as this kid is playing, if they are on MLB network or ESPN, I won't miss one. Plus, he is a Jersey Boy, so that might add to the allure.
While I was looking for that Matt Harvey jersey card I thought I had (and I did) I found this card:
This is a 2005 Playoff Absolute Memorabilia Team Trios card. It features bat pieces and uniform swatches of Tom Seaver, Nolan Ryan, and Dwight Gooden and is numbered to /100. I had completely forgotten that I owned this awesome card. Yet there it was, misfiled in my Mets box with some rookies and right next to Matt Harvey jersey card. Is that an omen? A coincidence? I will not speculate. I will say this card easily fits into my favorites category. Hopefully, Matt Harvey will fit in nicely with these pitchers in Mets history.