Happy 15th anniversary of Randy Johnson's bird explosion!

Is that headline too chipper? Probably. I love birds. They're little, feathered dinosaurs that yell at my cat. If there were no little, feathered dinosaurs to yell at my cat, and a mad scientist offered to create some for $10,000, I would gladly pay. We shouldn't be excited when a bird blows up.

But, well, shoot, what are the odds, yuk, yuk?

I want you to close your eyes and think if you can remember another pitcher doing anything against the Giants in spring training. The goofball who broke Hunter Pence is one. The, uh, you know, guy ... the one with cleats ... also did that thing ... remember? And yet in the span of five seasons, Randy Johnson made J.T. Snow and a dove explode in different spring trainings. He was the only must-watch pitcher the Giants have ever seen in the Cactus League.

Hopefully, he'll be the last. Still, that happened 15 years ago. It's horrific, but you can't help but marvel at the sheer unlikeliness. Not to mention that it wasn't Barry Zito, so the bird most definitely wasn't okay. It was Randy Johnson.

Poor little, feathered dinosaur.