[uck fay] Dalton. Cleats caught in their shitty red clay field after catching a short route, got crunched and snapped my ankle. Never played again. Not bitter.. Laces out.
Charlie Manuel just doesn't fit in Philly. He's a super guy, but he isn't good with the media and he doesn't chew his toenails. So he gets it from both sides.
Ouch. Something similar happened to me in Georgia. Threw a wild pitch, went to cover home. Planted and got ran over. Foot stayed in ground. Bones didn't.
Coincidentally i caught a errant throw which put me in a compromising position. For two yards! Not that i had promising dreams crushed but it would have been nice to have finished out my senior year not a gimp.
Not sure about your situation, but the sound of mine was worse than anything. It broke so severely that some nerves were damaged and it didn't quite hurt as bad until I saw it. That and when the umpire vomited I knew it was going to be something that setting it would fix.
Sounds like a horror movie. I was pretty lucky i suppose, a pop noise, didn't feel anything for 5 minutes but when they pulled down my sock it looked like a train wreck. I was lucky with no nerve damage and where it broke. It starts to hurt during bad weather sometimes.
There's already a major league park in Kansas City that they can just share with the AAA team that plays there.
When it gets cold mine will get stiff... Not twss. I still have some issues with numbness around the spot where it broke and a bit below it. But other than that it's all good.
So i gathered you had a pretty promising baseball career? Is that where it ended or did you try and make a comeback?
Speaking of relocation and contraction, was reading an article from Maury Brown who is a "expert" on the business side of sports and had a interesting quote.
Catching an aging team at the right time. Not to take anything away from the Cards, they have obviously hit their stride at the right time.
That pretty much effectively ended it. I think it would have ended anyway. I didn't stay very high velocity wise. I had a successful high school career and then actually got bigger in college and found velocity that wasn't there in HS. But it still wasn't enough. I could have pitched in the 80's or an earlier era, but the infatuation with the radar gun done more to damage my dreams than a broken leg. My assistant coach in college was the Manager of a Single A team in the area. He made it clear he would take a chance on me, but I knew in my heart I would never make it to the Bigs. I actually helped out for a couple years in Minor League Baseball and got to go to spring training, but then I met my wife and just didn't want that life on the road and wanted to make money right then and there. Sometimes I regret and wonder what if, but I think that my initial reaction was correct.
