This article makes me laugh.
Not so much at them. But certainly not with them.
Ichiro Suzuki spreads a towel on the carpeted floor in front of his locker, lies on his back and begins doing stretching exercises. From Ichiro’s blind side, Ken Griffey Jr. pounces, gets his hands deep under Ichiro’s armpits and digs in with his fingers.
Ichiro’s laughter is almost childlike – genuine and uncontrolled – and after about five seconds he screams the magic word to make Griffey stop.
“He’s the only teammate I would ever let do that. In Japan, all relationships are respectful, so no one would ever do that to me,” Ichiro said. “If someone else did it here, I’d probably punch them in the face.