12-21-2008, 07:29 PM
He was a pretty good hurler in his day. Went 19-9 the year the Pirates won the Series, in 1971.
It's worth looking up and reading his account of his no-no, if you're into that type of thing. He was hanging out with a girlfriend in L.A. on on off-day, when he downed a tab of LSD.
A little bit later, the girl glanced at the newspaper and said, "Uh, Doc...today isn't an off-day...it says here that you're scheduled to pitch today in San Diego."
I imagine he said, "WTF?"
It's worth looking up and reading his account of his no-no, if you're into that type of thing. He was hanging out with a girlfriend in L.A. on on off-day, when he downed a tab of LSD.
A little bit later, the girl glanced at the newspaper and said, "Uh, Doc...today isn't an off-day...it says here that you're scheduled to pitch today in San Diego."
I imagine he said, "WTF?"
There's nothing better than to realize that the good things about youth don't end with youth itself. It's a matter of realizing that life can be renewed every day you get out of bed without baggage. It's tough to get there, but it's better than the dark thoughts. -Lance