If you’re a grown man with a baseball glove at a game you need to kill yourself. If you’re a grown man with a baseball glove and game official Ichiro jersey tucked into baseball pants wearing cleats and stirrups and you interfere with a live ball in the middle of the game? Yikes. Although to be fair Fake Ichiro’s hardest critic was himself here. I mean that’s just pure anguish and devastation on his face. Nobody more upset with Fake Ichiro than Fake Ichiro. Surprised the dude didn’t Hari Kari himself right in the middle of the fucking star in the outfield.