What it is, is coincidental. One look around his modest home, one look at the big, pleasant lug, and it's plain that he's not a look-at-me kind of guy.
Well, not much of one, anyway. He does plan on adding a "Hamels - 35" decal in the rear window.
Cole and Heidi, as earthy and as accommodating of commoners as any celebrity couple, get a kick out of that. They get a charge out of their Camaro bringing such joy to the likes of the Gorals.
"I think that's a pretty cool deal," Cole says.
"It's a piece of history, that's for sure," Heidi says.
To that end, Goral hopes Cole Hamels will someday autograph it - in silver, on the black dashboard, or under the hood.
Maybe after the season, Hamels says: "That'll help the resale value, I guess."
What about his wife signing it, too? Not often you get ink from a World Series MVP and a Playboy model on the same dashboard.
"Ah, I'd just devalue it," Heidi Hamels says.
Hers arrived last month, invaluable, perfect . . . and useless, for now. She's very pregnant with their first child, who is due in a matter of days.
"I can't drive a stick right now, in my condition," she says.
Gina Goral, the big Phillies fan, seldom drives the first one they sent Hamels, either. "I'm afraid I'll wreck it," she says. She generally stays in her little Ford Escape.
But she did take it to the salon for the girls to see. There were impressed. They were not alone.
Once, she said, a woman asked her, "Are you Heidi Hamels?"
Well-preserved and very well-coiffed, Gina, 46, blushes at the memory.
She isn't Heidi Hamels.
She just drives her car sometimes.
