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One guy was not nearly as amused by the hecklers on talk radio.
Sandy.
And so he decided to do something about it.
He called in and he and the radio personality got in a few good jabs at each other.
"Hey, listeners, we have a real treat! The runt of the Alomar litter has called the show."
"The only time you were ever close to being an athlete is when you got athlete's foot!"
"Your team is so bad, you have more losses than I have listeners."
"Your program is so bad, we have more wins than you have listeners."
"And yet you have been listening haven't you!"
A few minutes later and we were headed to the field.
"I hope you brought your stuff, James, cause we really need to shut motor mouth up.
Oh. No pressure.
And Sandy is sat for his radio tirade and Bob Perkins catches.
And the Modesto A's start the game with a triple. And a single. And ball four! Ball four again! A single. A bases clearing double. A third walk. Another triple!
The only out had been when I pulled a pickoff of the base runner at second. The first eighth batters that came to the plate reached base.
By the time we came to bat in the first inning, we trailed 7-0.
I only gave up one more run before being pulled after five innnings. At this point we trailed 8-4 and went on to lose 12-4.
Our losing streak was at six. Our record was 28-71.
Sandy hadn't even dressed for the game.
The radio talk guy was going to really let us have it now.
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