Show of hands for those of you who have seen Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgandy? Quite a few of you, I'd imagine ... considering it's a pretty damn good movie. I can't tell you how many times I've been down, and immediately thought of "I'm trapped inside a glass case of emotion!" and instantly been alright again because ... hey, at least I'm not that depressed. Anyway, to the point of this post (there definitely is a point, albeit a silly one), do you remember Frank Vitchard? He's Luke Wilson's character, the main anchor of the number three news team in town. He gets his arm cleaved off by the public access news anchor in the big anchorman fight. Jump for more.
Yep. Cleaved right off. It gets chopped up, and the public TV news anchor smokes from his pipe while Vitchard yells "I did NOT see that one coming!" It's pretty hilarious, like most of the movie. So anyway, the San Francisco Giants are Frank Vitchard. They got their arm chopped off. It hurt a lot. It crippled them a bit. But they trekked onward. It was all good and they managed to survive without it (Pablo Sandoval ... Buster Posey, take your pick). Then a bear rips off Vitchard's other arm. Yep. Clean off. Bear just nabs the arm no problem.
Vitchard, understandably, is very upset. "Aw, c'mon! It's getting to be ri-goddamn-diculous!" he exclaims. That's what the Giants have been saying, that's what's been happening to them. Sandoval, Posey, Barry Zito, Brandon Belt, and now Freddy Sanchez has a dislocated/separated/exploded/melted/disintegrated/eviscerated/incinerated shoulder. If Vitchard had like eight arms, he would be a perfect representation of the San Francisco Giants.
Admittedly, I was just watching Anchorman and thought about it. It made me smile, and then it made me really sad. Then I figured it would give me an excuse to fit yet another one of my favorite movies into a commentary post. So here it is. Enjoy. Frank Vitchard gets his arm cut off at about 0:37 in the video.