From the beginning of time superheroes have had to deal with some kind of adversity in their lives. Peter Parker, aka Spider-man, had to battle a radioactive spider bite. He also battled being lame as shit with no friends and living with his aunt and uncle who were much more hip and cool than he was. Tony Stark, aka Iron Man, had to battle a shitty heart and a father who didn’t care about him. We could go on and on about these types of stories and how they overcame their adversities to go on and become legends in the comic book game. Even if the kids that worship them are still pissing their beds in their early teens, and afraid to look at girls. These are still titans of the industry. Thor happens to be a newer super hero. He stands a mountainous 6’6 and is comprised of 240 pounds of pure, hearty, sexiness. He has flowing gold locks that even a surfer bro would be jealous of. His super power is throwing 98-100 MPH missiles at defenseless men standing a mere 60 feet 6 inches away. If this doesn’t sound like the star Marvel character to you, it shouldn’t. I am describing New York Met starting pitcher, Noah Syndergaard, aka Thor.
This is a guy who had a tough upbringing. His biggest enemy? Little Debbie. He was forced to choose between 7 Twinkies or 9 Zebra Cakes, per day. He, like the other superheroes, also battled adversity. Some may even argue it was worse than his superhero brethren had to go through. Syndergaard grew up fat and slightly obese, he also had glasses, which did not do him any favors.
Like a phoenix from the ashes, he rose to prominence, and has become a beautiful swan!
I have a full blown man crush on Syndergaard. He beat the odds of childhood obesity (quite the epidemic these days). He ditched the glasses, and he now stares deep into the hapless souls of Major League batters. He is a pitcher at the top of his game, and he is a damn good role model for fat kids everywhere!