Maybe we could try to keep this as a positive baseball thread, *********.
Pretending I’m Topscribe:
When the white Sox threw the ‘18 World Series.
1968 World Series, game seven. Mickey Lolich v. the incredible Bob Gibson. Gibson pitched like a mean SOB, and his '68 season is probably the greatest season any pitcher has ever had. Seriously, 22-9, 13 shutouts, ERA of 1.12. That is not a misprint. He shut out my Tigers in game 1, and struck out 17. He literally made me cry (I was ten). He beat my guys again in game 4, 10-1 and striking out 10. In game seven he was up against Mickey Lolich, who was working on two days rest. Top of the 7th, two outs, Gibson had given up 1 hit...and then, Norm Cash and Willie Horton got on, and Jim Northrup came to the plate, and lofts a triple over the head of Curt Flood. Tigers win!
It was only the second baseball season I had followed, the first being the incredible '67 race. I was a Tigers fan because I thought Tigers were cool animals. This series locked them in for me
Last edited by Dreadnought; 04-04-2019 at 07:08 PM.
“What fresh hell is this?”
"A man who picks a cat up by the tail learns something which he can learn in no other way." - Mark Twain
Bob Gibson is a mean SOB, lol. Still getting into fights in Omaha, where he was born and lives.
The police incident was a while ago, but his temper is apparently legendary in Omaha.
https://www.latimes.com/archives/la-...e20-story.html
“What fresh hell is this?”
"A man who picks a cat up by the tail learns something which he can learn in no other way." - Mark Twain
For Love of the Game wasn’t bad.
When he almost cuts his hand off. Or when his bae catches him with personal trainer poon.
Watching the Yankees/Diamondbacks WS on the tele with my dad.
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