OOT Containment Thread for very bad posters
05-16-2018
, 12:24 PM
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I played a lot of baseball. Here's how it worked when I was young.
-No ice cream, pizza or w/e for a game. Just shake hands with the other team and go your own way.
-Stellar plays, stats were printed in the local newspaper.
-At the end of the season, a big awards dinner with all teams and handing out trophies (yes, most people went home with full bellies and nothing else).
Parents relocated, and I got placed on a team with ****ty players. Where I came from we played baseball 7 days a week; this new place, baseball was just something kids did. Pitcher couldn't pitch for ****, and the rest of the infield sucked. I got outfield (no position tryouts, as I joined late). Team was so bad I told the coach to put me on 3rd, short, or even pitch (I played short).
So I'm watching everybody suckfest (to the forum SJWs, is that word ok?) as no balls got hit out to left field. I kept hammering the coach and he said he'd put me in the infield next game instead of trying me out in practice. Ok.
But this game we were playing the best team. Pitcher's father pitched in the minors and taught his kid how to throw junk. This was before you could just Google how to throw a slider, obviously. When my coach was asked by the pitcher on our team how to throw that ****, he said that kid is going to have problems with his arm when he gets older because you shouldn't throw junk until you're an adult, but that he knows how to throw all that junk, lol.
So anyway, 2 on base, 2 out, ball headed over the fence, and I sky jump and snatch it. Coach goes bonkers. Next inning, short fly that shortstop was too sucky to field, and I turbo run to it and dive forward and meet it glove to ground and get the out, and again, end the inning.
Coach goes bonkers again and says, "I owe you a steak dinner. I'm going to buy you the best steak dinner." A couple of innings later and ground ball to outfield, I grab it, and skip the cutoff guy and throw the player out at home. Of course the catcher sucked and couldn't hold on to the ball and dropped it when he got hit, but w/e. Coach goes on about my cannon arm and **** about steak.
I then ask if next game he's going to put me on short or 3rd, and he says, "I need you in the outfield. You've just earned yourself a permanent position. Nothing gets past you and you can reach home." I tell him these attributes work even better in the infield. He wouldn't have any of it. I'm staying in the outfield. He never bought me that steak dinner or even mentioned it ever again. I became a vegetarian a couple of years later.
-No ice cream, pizza or w/e for a game. Just shake hands with the other team and go your own way.
-Stellar plays, stats were printed in the local newspaper.
-At the end of the season, a big awards dinner with all teams and handing out trophies (yes, most people went home with full bellies and nothing else).
Parents relocated, and I got placed on a team with ****ty players. Where I came from we played baseball 7 days a week; this new place, baseball was just something kids did. Pitcher couldn't pitch for ****, and the rest of the infield sucked. I got outfield (no position tryouts, as I joined late). Team was so bad I told the coach to put me on 3rd, short, or even pitch (I played short).
So I'm watching everybody suckfest (to the forum SJWs, is that word ok?) as no balls got hit out to left field. I kept hammering the coach and he said he'd put me in the infield next game instead of trying me out in practice. Ok.
But this game we were playing the best team. Pitcher's father pitched in the minors and taught his kid how to throw junk. This was before you could just Google how to throw a slider, obviously. When my coach was asked by the pitcher on our team how to throw that ****, he said that kid is going to have problems with his arm when he gets older because you shouldn't throw junk until you're an adult, but that he knows how to throw all that junk, lol.
So anyway, 2 on base, 2 out, ball headed over the fence, and I sky jump and snatch it. Coach goes bonkers. Next inning, short fly that shortstop was too sucky to field, and I turbo run to it and dive forward and meet it glove to ground and get the out, and again, end the inning.
Coach goes bonkers again and says, "I owe you a steak dinner. I'm going to buy you the best steak dinner." A couple of innings later and ground ball to outfield, I grab it, and skip the cutoff guy and throw the player out at home. Of course the catcher sucked and couldn't hold on to the ball and dropped it when he got hit, but w/e. Coach goes on about my cannon arm and **** about steak.
I then ask if next game he's going to put me on short or 3rd, and he says, "I need you in the outfield. You've just earned yourself a permanent position. Nothing gets past you and you can reach home." I tell him these attributes work even better in the infield. He wouldn't have any of it. I'm staying in the outfield. He never bought me that steak dinner or even mentioned it ever again. I became a vegetarian a couple of years later.
I remember my having to miss my Brownie Troop fishing day and my dad promised me he'd take me to the zoo later on instead. I was thrilled because I loved the zoo and didn't love fishing. Except he never did it. And no I'm not bitter about it
but I never forgot it. After a week or two I was like "Should I remind him?" but I didn't.Oooo and now I'm about to click the MLY work link. Can't wait!
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, 03:08 PM
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