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Post by nutsberryfarm 🏜 on Mar 24, 2020 12:54:54 GMT
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Post by klawrencio79 on Mar 24, 2020 12:59:49 GMT
That’s right! Behold, the New York Metropolitans, beacons of light in the pantheon of the sport’s best decision makers.
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Post by nutsberryfarm 🏜 on Mar 24, 2020 13:05:16 GMT
That’s right! Behold, the New York Metropolitans, beacons of light in the pantheon of the sport’s best decision makers.
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Post by klawrencio79 on Mar 24, 2020 14:56:49 GMT
That’s right! Behold, the New York Metropolitans, beacons of light in the pantheon of the sport’s best decision makers. Man, there's A LOT to unpack in here: John Sterling doing play-by-play....and coherently at that. The catcher calling the outfielders in as demonstrably and obnoxiously as possible. Nothing better than people getting their comeuppance. I know it was July 4, but pretty decent crowd for 3:30 AM in a game that was delayed by rain. Usually in those situations, you get a smattering of fans in the stands. The Braves weren't exactly lighting the world on fire in 1985. When Camp crosses the plate, there's a dude fully dressed in Native American garb going to greet him. Ahhhh, the 80s. I know I mention this all the time, so forgive me, but I love looking back at these mid 80s games and the players just look like regular people. Not particularly muscular, maybe just a bit stockier than your average person. Most of those guys in the dugouts have beer guts.
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Post by TheGoodMan19 on Mar 24, 2020 16:41:13 GMT
Willie played in 20 WS games, had 71 at bats. How mant WS homers did Mr. 660 regular season homers have?
Zero
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Post by nutsberryfarm 🏜 on Mar 24, 2020 16:53:18 GMT
Man, there's A LOT to unpack in here: John Sterling doing play-by-play....and coherently at that. The catcher calling the outfielders in as demonstrably and obnoxiously as possible. Nothing better than people getting their comeuppance. I know it was July 4, but pretty decent crowd for 3:30 AM in a game that was delayed by rain. Usually in those situations, you get a smattering of fans in the stands. The Braves weren't exactly lighting the world on fire in 1985. When Camp crosses the plate, there's a dude fully dressed in Native American garb going to greet him. Ahhhh, the 80s. I know I mention this all the time, so forgive me, but I love looking back at these mid 80s games and the players just look like regular people. Not particularly muscular, maybe just a bit stockier than your average person. Most of those guys in the dugouts have beer guts. the guy in Indian garb is...Chief Noc-A-Homa...get it? KNOCK A HOMER?
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