It seems fans either love him or they hate him, with no real in between. Personally, I absolutely love him.
If there ever was a player to live up to his brand, for me, that player is Marcus Stroman. If heart was measured in height, Stro would be a giant. He pushes himself daily, and makes no excuses for times when he is struggling. He always acknowledges when he needs to do better. After the horrid 1st and 6th innings against Texas on April 28th, he said “I just need to be better overall.” No excuses. No sugar coating anything. Just admitting his struggles and his determination to do better.
And he has never been afraid to work hard to overcome setbacks, always wanting to show the world, and I think himself, that he can achieve whatever he is working towards. We’ve seen this when he fought back after his ACL injury and came back to pitch in the 2015 playoffs. We’ve seen it in 2016 when he was struggling with his performance in the early months of the summer. And I fully believe we will see it again this year. You can never count Marcus out.
I also admire how Stroman has embraced Toronto as his second home. As someone who has never lived in the GTA, and truthfully never really given the city a chance, I have come to love the city and its people a little more every day after seeing it through Stroman’s stories on Snapchat, Instagram and Twitter. His support of Toronto after the horrible van attack was so heartfelt. And his love extends to Canada as a whole, as we saw through his support of the Humboldt Broncos. He seems to genuinely appreciate his fans, and his adopted city and country.
Mostly the reason I’m so drawn to Marcus though, is how much of an inspiration he is to me. I have struggled with my weight since I was about 10 years old, and have, especially in the last year, really started to work on losing weight and getting fit. I appreciate how Stro posts his daily grind, and when I don’t want to work out, I find myself paging through his Twitter to find extra motivation to get my butt to the gym. To not give up on myself and my own dreams. To not let the voices in my head telling me I can’t do something win. And to know that I can achieve whatever I put my mind to.