There are two types of people in this world. The first is the sort that looks at this little catcher fellow* and is immediately charmed. The second is the dark-souled, brooding sort who would gladly destroy the world if the opportunity arose.

Which type are you, dear reader?

*Who should make an appointment with this guy.

I wish punctuation was allowed on MLB unis, don't you?

Note that one of his belt loops is shaped like home plate. That is some mysterious symbolic shit right there.