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Do Not Fear Pavanostache, But Remain In Awe Of Its Power

I warned you people. I told you a week-and-a-half ago that Carl Pavano’s mustache was evolving, getting stronger. But after Pavano outdueled Phillies ace Roy Halladay en route to a complete game four-hitter as the Twins won the rubber match between the teams by a score of 4-1, I am afraid we have reached the point of no return: Pavano and his brilliant mustache have melded together and become one awe-inspiring, unstoppable force.

People have begun referencing the magnitude of the mustache by referencing how it makes Pavano appear like Mario and Luigi’s long lost brother, calling him Super Pavario Brother or Pavanio or some variation of them, but I fear that recent developments might indicate this evolution is far bigger than simply a reason to come up with amusing nicknames. That’s right, folks. From here on out, there is no Carl Pavano and a Carl Pavano mustache as separate entities: hereafter they are one and will be known as Pavanostache. It is alive, fully aware and it is hungry.

Respect the Pavanostache. Respect it!

Carl Pavano gives Twins some relief with complete-game win [Pioneer Press]
(previously at the Sportress: Twins Pitcher Carl Pavano’s Mustache Continues To Evolve, Remains Totally Boss)