Undercover at high school games

Is this why you've had so many screen names? Needed to stay incognito.

JDsDAD

Very well said---only in his own mind does this happen

When you walk into a high school game with a briefcase in one hand & your radar gun in the other hand, take a seat behind home plate and start charting pitches you have given yourself away no matter what you are wearing. Everyone knows who the scouts are when they show up to the game.

Parents have radar guns and stopwatches too these days at high school games.

Not to belabor the obvious, but isn't it more likely than not that even us dumb parents know the other dumb parents and will be able to tell if there is a "stranger" behind the plate with a radar gun and a notebook?

Andy/Frank


Truth be known you may the only one who cannot tell the difference between a parent and a scout

DUH !!!!

Nice topic. More often than not, it seems to me that every parent who thinks they know a little bit about baseball fashions themselves as wannabe scouts.

In Florida the MLB scout is always the guy with the Hawian shirt and the long pants, the college scout usually has on the same shirt but shorts.

I always figured the scout was the guy in the bush hat and has green camo paint on his face.

Oh wait that is the US Ranger Scout.

Hmmm so if a guy is dressed like Magnum PI, he must be a MLB scout. Thanks for tip.

Andy/FRANK


Are you getting delusional again ?? Magnum PI---not in your best dream

TR, 9,427 posts
Higgins thinks you need help

Like I said I opened your package and there was nothing in it

At leat my posts are under one ID---if we added up the posts under all your IDS you probably outstrip me


Sit back and relax

High School baseball alone is enough stress to crack any parent, however, trying to act like you don't notice a scout while staring at him continuosly to see if he is writing anything down when your son bats or throws down can take you to the land of make beleive. Leave alone and let the boys play to impress. However the players are always aware that there are scouts in the stands, sometimes before the parents. However my concern is that I have sat next to many a hawaiin shirt wearing men that I thought I have to getta a shirt like that. Guess I am smooth out of luck now.

OK,

Maybe I'm just not paying attention, I mean I see the guys with the guns behind homeplate but on several occassions now my son told me that their were scouts at his HS game and I didn't see them.

Do they all always bring the gun into the ballpark even if they are there looking at hitters?

I wouldn't think it would be fun to be annoyed and bothered when trying to do one's work.

It used to be that scouts were given the stand-6-feet-away-gawk-&-whisper respect they desereved by the general public. It seems that now perhaps it is parents who are initiating contact on their terms.

The scouts that I have seen usually have a very distinct dark summer tan, even in the winter. Wonder how they plan to try and disguise that? ( ha! )

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Originally posted by 316sports:
Nice topic. More often than not, it seems to me that every parent who thinks they know a little bit about baseball fashions themselves as wannabe scouts.

Wannabe scout? Not me...I couldn't even handle being an Indian Guide when I was a kid!

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Originally posted by MeatsDad:
I mean I see the guys with the guns behind homeplate

Chicago Park District field?

You can also look for the stop watch lanyard hanging out of the pocket. The really cool ones have the lanyard wrapped and braided.

In WI you can pick out a pro scouts because they wear Dockers, loafers many times without socks, and sunglasses. They stood out because we were all wearing flanel, Ducks Unlimited ball caps, and many times a utility knife on our belt.

As far as radar guns go, my wife who provides the "balance" in the family stepped way out of the box at a Team1 event at Notre Dame about 6 years ago. Because she thought the State Patrol was the only group that used the guns and her and a friend who went with us thought it was hilarious that these men in Dockers, in unison would raise their guns in the pitchers windup. The next day we went to the stadium and Mary and JoAnn left our seats and planted themselves with the 100+ recruiters and scouts. I'm scared because this is not the woman I married. The game starts and I see both of them reach into their purses and pull out their hairdryers. The scouts raise guns and in perfect unison the hairdryers go to. Not once, but every pitch. I have to walk away from the area a little embarrassed, very dumbfounded, but also trying to think of a place in South Bend to hide the bodies. I go back up to my seat and look down behind the plate and there those two are, now in the middle of the group learning about radar guns, helping them chart pitchers, and shooting the shet with the whole group. Being the opportunist I am, I thinking it can only help Ryan. I ask Mary when she came back if they knew who her son was and she said they asked but she said it they would find out when they came to our house. I guess the look on my face was not of joy. She let me chew on it for a while, winked, and then said everyone of them knew who her son was. She got me good and it was then I knew I met my match.

What kind of readings were they getting on those dryers?

Two-perm fastball? Curl ball? Hairball? Tight curve ball? Bumping bean ball? Split-end fastball, Comb-over change up? Hair fork ball? Buzz cut fastball? Virgin Tinted fastball? A little off the top speed pitch? Shattering spit ball? Scissor change up? Knucklehead curve ball? Styling brushback? Bleachout? Slicing slurve ball? Wild hair pitch? Essence of palm ball? Head in the sink ball? Hanging bang ball? Easy bob ball? Chopped curve ball? Paneled pitchout? Glazing graze ball? Mean Mohawk?

they were all heaters and something like 120v

i saw three scouts in florida last spring,i thought they were on the grounds crew. they weren't going to be bothered by anyone. have seen a few cross checkers, they bring a pad of paper and blend in. it's all pretty interesting when you find out.

rz:

Were they all equipped with built in circuit breakers?

I think I would enjoy sitting with your wife during a game...from your description she sounds like she would be a lot of fun!

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She let me chew on it for a while, winked, and then said everyone of them knew who her son was. She got me good and it was then I knew I met my match.

rz1...

You didn't meet your match. You met your master. Great story. Does she and her friend go out to the City Limits on Friday nights, park in a plain black car on the shoulder on Route 9 and do the same thing to truckers trying to get home for the weekend?


cadDAD

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Friday night? City limits? Route 9?

Only their hairdresser knows for sure!

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Originally posted by 20dad:
...they weren't going to be bothered by anyone.

Sounds like me when I return to the stands with my chili cheese dog.

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GRAMMAR NAZI !!!!

...Do she and her friend go out....


Sorry...


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we were all wearing flanel, Ducks Unlimited ball caps, and many times a utility knife on our belt

rz1, where was your Packers sweatshirt?

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Gotta' ask...

And your cheesehead?

Woody? You're on...

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Originally posted by AcademyDad:
GRAMMAR NAZI !!!!
...Do she and her friend go out....
Sorry..

Entschuldigung hat angenommen Herr Bolt.

And your Wisconsin Dells Tommy Bartlett autographed water wings...what about those?