Sing it with me now:

Wild Thing! [Air Guitar] You make my heart sing!

Ahem. Anyway, yep, we're talking about Mitch Williams. Another one of Wade's favorites, as I recall. Seen here pictured before he'd become the official Wild Thing, presumably, but then again his Baseball-Reference page lists his nickname as official, so perhaps he's become a retroactive WT for all times.

I actually saw a bit on ESPN Classic a few weeks ago about how you can't blame Mitch for the 1993 World Series, which is a bit more true than say blaming Buckner in '86. Actually both of them are quite true, and it's sad that either of those guys took as much crap as they did for "losing" a seven game series in a team sport somehow single-handedly. Lonnie Smith, on the other hand. . . heh.

What is it about Googling famous names that brings up such awful, random results? Just for those of you who might not know, this is not the Mitch Williams we're talking about. Although he could grow a passable mullet, it would appear. As an aside, that is some of the cheesiest photoshop work I've ever seen. Here look, I can do that too. Sorry Wade.

Ah yes, great chart there at the bottom. According to the chart, Mitch pitches well at home, on the road, and at night. During the daytime? Not so good. Conclusion?

Mitch Williams is a vampire.

You heard it here first. I'll be expecting to hear testimonials about how showering with a Vamp teammate really wasn't all that uncomfortable, and so on.