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vrobx1 · 01-12-2018, 07:33 AM

Two in the afternoon.

Eighty degrees.

And rain in the forecast.

Seemed fitting there was a storm inbound with Sandy behind the plate today.

My second pitch of the game and I nailed their left fielder on the hip.

I shook my head and kicked the mound and went to work.

The next batter got ahead 2-0 and then leaned into a pitch. It was a low slider and you could see him move his leg forwards and into it.

Two batters.

Two hit batters.

Now I was a bit perturbed. Screw these gutless you know whats! I struck out two of the next three hitters. The other one grounded out and those two base runners were stranded.

Sandy was hot in the dugout.

"That's chicken(bleep)! We were going to crush them! They want to play that kind of baseball? Don't you guys let a grounder get through! They better not get any kind of cheap hit today!"

Things got real intense in the top of the second when Sandy got hit by a pitch.

It was a deliberate pitch. Aimed at his knees.

Sandy glared at the pitcher but kept his composure and yelled at the dugout. "You guys better make them pay with about ninety runs!"

We didn't get ninety in the second inning but we did get three.

In the third, Jack Peel added to our lead with an RBI double.

We built a 6-0 lead when the Expos got a leadoff single in the fifth for their first hit of the game.

I might make mention that I did hit another batter in the fourth.

A little message to them for hitting Sandy. Sandy had wanted me to hit the first hitter in the third but out manager said no.

So I waited until the fourth.

Whatever the issues between the manager and Sandy, this one night we were all brought together in a united effort to humiliate the West Palm Beach Expos.

When the Expos went down in order in the seventh, you could hear our infielders yelling choice words at their hitters as they trotted back to the dugout.

There was going to be some bad blood between these two teams for a little while after today.

So, our designated hitter, Art Calvert, would get nicked in the eighth inning.

After the eighth inning, coming off the field I looked straight at our manager.

"Don't you dare pull me!"

He actually smiled.

Through eight innings, I had given up two hits and walked one.

The shutout bid ended with two out in the ninth when I walked a guy on four pitches with the bases loaded. What was more aggravating was that they had gotten their leadoff man on in the ninth on a throwing error by our short stop.

I struck out the next guy and we won it 7-1.

A complete game. No earned runs! Three hits. Three walks. Four strikeouts. And three hit batters.

The number two performance of the day in Florida!

And some talk around the league that I was a headhunter.

Even though I hadn't hit a batter all season until today.

01-12-2018, 07:33 AM	#89
vrobx1 Hall Of Famer Join Date: Apr 2017 Posts: 3,430	Two in the afternoon. Eighty degrees. And rain in the forecast. Seemed fitting there was a storm inbound with Sandy behind the plate today. My second pitch of the game and I nailed their left fielder on the hip. I shook my head and kicked the mound and went to work. The next batter got ahead 2-0 and then leaned into a pitch. It was a low slider and you could see him move his leg forwards and into it. Two batters. Two hit batters. Now I was a bit perturbed. Screw these gutless you know whats! I struck out two of the next three hitters. The other one grounded out and those two base runners were stranded. Sandy was hot in the dugout. "That's chicken(bleep)! We were going to crush them! They want to play that kind of baseball? Don't you guys let a grounder get through! They better not get any kind of cheap hit today!" Things got real intense in the top of the second when Sandy got hit by a pitch. It was a deliberate pitch. Aimed at his knees. Sandy glared at the pitcher but kept his composure and yelled at the dugout. "You guys better make them pay with about ninety runs!" We didn't get ninety in the second inning but we did get three. In the third, Jack Peel added to our lead with an RBI double. We built a 6-0 lead when the Expos got a leadoff single in the fifth for their first hit of the game. I might make mention that I did hit another batter in the fourth. A little message to them for hitting Sandy. Sandy had wanted me to hit the first hitter in the third but out manager said no. So I waited until the fourth. Whatever the issues between the manager and Sandy, this one night we were all brought together in a united effort to humiliate the West Palm Beach Expos. When the Expos went down in order in the seventh, you could hear our infielders yelling choice words at their hitters as they trotted back to the dugout. There was going to be some bad blood between these two teams for a little while after today. So, our designated hitter, Art Calvert, would get nicked in the eighth inning. After the eighth inning, coming off the field I looked straight at our manager. "Don't you dare pull me!" He actually smiled. Through eight innings, I had given up two hits and walked one. The shutout bid ended with two out in the ninth when I walked a guy on four pitches with the bases loaded. What was more aggravating was that they had gotten their leadoff man on in the ninth on a throwing error by our short stop. I struck out the next guy and we won it 7-1. A complete game. No earned runs! Three hits. Three walks. Four strikeouts. And three hit batters. The number two performance of the day in Florida! And some talk around the league that I was a headhunter. Even though I hadn't hit a batter all season until today.