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Who comes to mind? Could be one of yours if you were a player, one of your son’s, or a player you coached. 

For me it was a guy that I played with a long time ago in Karl Young Collegiate Summer League in Houston. Back then there weren’t many college summer leagues and Karl Young drew players from all over. We had a catcher from UCSB (that’s Cal - Santa Barbara for all you east coasters). This kid was known for 2 things: his uniform was always dirty (we called him Pigpen) and he was almost always stoned. And he was really funny. We were at bat in a night game and somehow a dog got on the field in between innings as our opponents were in the field. In his loudest and best stoner voice Pigpen yelled out, “hey man, you can only have 9 dogs on the field at one time!” 

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Son playing in a Babe Ruth game, he was 14ish.  Running the bases, he rounds third and heads home to score on a hit.  He slides at the plate while the catcher spins around and steps on his exposed hip/back side.  It's a short backstop so fans were pretty close.  It looked like he took a pretty good spiking.  He was in obvious pain, laying on his back on the ground.  A few coaches and a doc from the stands run out to tend to him.  Everyone is quiet and serious.  They finally get him rolled over to check the damage.  Coaches and doc start laughing.   His pants on the butt were torn a lot.  Under his baseball pants, he was wearing the bright yellow boxers with "have a nice day" smiley emoji's all over them.

Travel ball teammate of my son's a few years back. Not the best player but a really funny great kid. Was buddies w/ the coach's son (they went to school together). My son was at SS and this kid was at third when they were playing a travel team from Mexico. They came back into the dugout after the top of the 1st inning and were laughing their asses off as the Mexican team took the field. Their 3rd baseman got on the field, looked down at the dirt and started walking around a bit to see what was down there. He had a really perplexed look on his face when he finally looked up and began staring into the dugout to see a bunch of the boys laughing at him. He rolled his eyes, shook hid head and started kicking the dirt all around next to the bag. My kid came out of the dugout to use the bathroom and was nearly crying he was laughing so hard. I stopped him to ask what was going on....He told me that his 3rd baseman drew a really large penis in the dirt next to the bag to get a reaction out of the kid from Mexico that played 3rd.....well, they sure did. Found out after the game that the Mexican kid drew a really big vajayjay next to the bag for our 3rd baseman after the 2nd inning.

I asked the coach after the game if he knew about it (great guy-main goal was to make sure the kids had fun, he knew the culprit really well)....Said ya, the kids told him in the first why they were laughing so hard....said it was all he could do to hold back his laughter.

Kids will be kids.....I still laugh about it to this day!

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Pigpen earned legendary status in another night game that same summer. If you have never been to Houston in July you won’t fully appreciate this. But just imagine 90 degrees & 90% humidity at 9 pm. I was pitching that night and was throwing hard. And sweating bullets. Pigpen was catching and was miserably hot, not being used to the Texas heat. The umpires that night were 2 young lawyers from Austin (Randy Christal & John Bible) that went on to have notable umpiring and football officiating careers. I really liked both of them. Can’t remember which one was behind the plate that night but Pigpen wasn’t happy with his strike zone. He called for a high fast ball and I gave him one. Next thing I know the home plate ump is writhing on the ground in pain. Had to get an ambulance to take him to the hospital to fix his broken arm. As the ambulance drove off the field I asked Pigpen what the hell happened. He said, “I let it go on purpose, man. That will teach that mf’er not to squeeze my pitchers!!” 

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Pigpen earned legendary status in another night game that same summer. If you have never been to Houston in July you won’t fully appreciate this. But just imagine 90 degrees & 90% humidity at 9 pm. I was pitching that night and was throwing hard. And sweating bullets. Pigpen was catching and was miserably hot, not being used to the Texas heat. The umpires that night were 2 young lawyers from Austin (Randy Christal & John Bible) that went on to have notable umpiring and football officiating careers. I really liked both of them. Can’t remember which one was behind the plate that night but Pigpen wasn’t happy with his strike zone. He called for a high fast ball and I gave him one. Next thing I know the home plate ump is writhing on the ground in pain. Had to get an ambulance to take him to the hospital to fix his broken arm. As the ambulance drove off the field I asked Pigpen what the hell happened. He said, “I let it go on purpose, man. That will teach that mf’er not to squeeze my pitchers!!” 

LMAO

Not my sons team, but the pitcher from his opposing team was having a terrible night.  Hard time throwing strikes and when he did they were right down the middle and was getting hit hard. Around the third inning, batter hits a line drive that hits the pitcher square in the throat.  He goes down and everyone is in panic mode, it sounded terrible.  A mom (nurse) from our team ran out, the kid had a hard time catching a breath and looked like he was on the verge of passing out, before he finally got some air.  They continued for a few minutes asking him questions and if he was ok.  The nurse came back off the field with a slight grin so I asked what happened.  She said she asked him if he remembered what happened and he replied "Yep, I pitched like s&^% and then somebody hit me in the throat!"

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