I was on one team that was so bad it was hilarious. We actually won 4 games somehow, because even the good teams in the league looked a lot like the Bad News Bears.
Our outfielders would all crash into each other without calling for the ball. We missed easy throws to first. Constant confusion. I was the best player on the team and that's saying something because I was terrible.
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Yeah we actually played some pretty good ball back in our little league days.
I remember when this movie came out we were kind of shocked at how serious the parents were, particularly the scene where Turner smacked his kid.
Looking back, there were some kind of weird incidents with parents getting a little too involved, hockey especially.
I started playing little league in around 1980 and in the league with the youngest players, almost everybody sucks. Nobody can catch, nobody can hit either. But by the time you get to the league that the bears were in, most players know how to play. They were already like 12 years old. To me, anybody that can't catch or throw a ball has no business being on the field.
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I forgot about all that lawsuit stuff. I need to watch it again. Good points then. I still feel the same way. If you can't catch or throw a ball by the time you're 12 years old, stay out of the league.
shareYou mean filled with spicks, Jews, n!ggers, pansies, a booger-eating moron, and a GIRL?
Of course! We sucked! Had some laughs though.
I have a new philosophy. I'm only going to dread one day at a time.
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Yes . Just like that, except we didn't have a girl, and we didn't know which ones were the pansies until the high school reunions.
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I refused to join Little League because I heard all the coaches were sadistic prïcks. I would not have lasted through the first practice. I was a nasty little smart äss. I made Tanner Boyle look like a young Pat Boone. I did play some ball with friends and/or kids from the neighborhood. We were a motley looking assortment. But we had a lot of fun because there was no adult supervision.
Just the opposite, I was in a game like the first game against the Yankees, only I was on the winning side. We beat a team 56-3 in 1983. We had to start striking out on purpose because if we didn't finish a certain amount of innings by a certain time (we started our games at 6:00pm), then the game wouldn't count.
shareI was on a team that looked like that - sort of. I was a cross between Ogilvie and Lupus. I couldn't hit, and I never, ever caught the ball. But we had a girl on our team who played shortstop - she was awesome. And we had two pitchers who could really pitch.
We made it into the playoffs, and the rule was that everyone had to play. So there I was in right field in the 9th inning. I even got up and made it to the bottom of the ninth. I got on base for the only time ever in my entire life . . . by drawing a walk. At least I didn't end the game!
I want the doctor to take your picture so I can look at you from inside as well.