I had a situation of the last game of the season and we really did have to prove anything - losing was losing no matter how I looked it.
Our Skipper took his stroll to the mound and signaled me to send in yet another. Then I watched him stare at our guy in total amazement!
After the game, we all settled in to close out the year, clean up and say good bey. I had to stop by his cinder-block corner and ask him what was the meeting all about with so-n-so.
He said he was walking up the mound when the man said…
“Skip … I know I got just one more homer run in me!”
Other quick thinking remarks that I’ve heard were:
Pitcher> Skip, leave me in for just one more … my mom fly all the way in from Albany just to watch me pitch.
Skipper> Son, we’re in Albany!
Pitcher> Skip, it’s 9 to 2, I can afford one more.
Skipper> Son, we’ve go 2, THEY’VE GOT 9!
Pitcher> I swear I’ll keep on the corners from here on out, coach.
Me> It’s not the corners that I’m worried about - it’s the last for batters that have taken every pitch of yours OUT of the park!
Pitcher> After two straight pickoff throws to first that went over the first baseman’s head into dead territory…
Me> I’m convinced that todays just not your day, son.
Pitcher> Can they move first a little closer over here?
Pitcher> I’m trying the best I can to pitch in this sun.
Me> Well, in five more minutes it’ll be 10:30 PM, I’ll have’m turn the lights down a bit!
I started keeping a small notepad of all the crazy stuff that these guys would throw at us, I’ll try and find some more.