eyerolleddapiec
Loves Balls
You should tell the story about the time you picked up that scrub that was in town for work
Pickup player horror stories
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You should tell the story about the time you picked up that scrub that was in town for work
dkissane319
Starting Player
I think this one takes the cake. I think a tear came to my eye from laughing so hard. Just picture the guy hauling ass to second base.
Rocketfire24
Addicted to Softballfans
That is way crazier then the guy that says he is awesome and turns out he blows. I think Major players should dress like morons and have an old beat up bat and glove and get picked up in leagues and hit massive bombs...like to see that.
rhound50
Rec Coed Superstar
So reverse pickup story. I played a game at our local complex, as I was packing up my stuff the team coming into the dugout asks if anyone wants to play the next game, I said sure. I look around and there are couple guys on my team wearing jeans. They put two Walmart special against the fence. Look in the other dugout and its filling up with C/D tourney players. Our complex has a rule that for rec you can only score 7 runs per inning so at least it can't be to horrible right. First inning the pitcher walks a bunch, they score 7 runs without getting an out. I start to walk off the field and the umpire looks at me and says "sorry this is D no max run rule." We only played 3 innings, I got our only hit a solo home run and we lost 49-1. The other team was trying to give us outs, they were hitting lefty and using a wooden bat finally to get the last out of the 3rd inning their guy steps on the plate and bunts. I guess my team had played D in their city league where D was the lowest level so they signed up for D at my complex which was the highest level.
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WarHorse
Star Player
So reverse pickup story. I played a game at our local complex, as I was packing up my stuff the team coming into the dugout asks if anyone wants to play the next game, I said sure. I look around and there are couple guys on my team wearing jeans. They put two Walmart special against the fence. Look in the other dugout and its filling up with C/D tourney players. Our complex has a rule that for rec you can only score 7 runs per inning so at least it can't be to horrible right. First inning the pitcher walks a bunch, they score 7 runs without getting an out. I start to walk off the field and the umpire looks at me and says "sorry this is D no max run rule." We only played 3 innings, I got our only hit a solo home run and we lost 49-1. The other team was trying to give us outs, they were hitting lefty and using a wooden bat finally to get the last out of the 3rd inning their guy steps on the plate and bunts. I guess my team had played D in their city league where D was the lowest level so they signed up for D at my complex which was the highest level.
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Ripperoni pepperoni.
Reverse Pick Up Stories but for the same tournament.
Part 1 I was coach of a base team in Germany and already paid for a tourney about 2 hours away and had enough guys at the time. However, Friday night rolls around and all of sudden I am down to 8 guys including a buddy from another base coming do play. Well, after literally travelling around the base trying to get guys to play offering meals and beer just to fill a team, we couldn't do it. Well since we have 8 guys we decide we will meet at 6:00am to head out and maybe we can pick somebody up locally. I arrive at the meeting place and one of the guys shows up telling me that he picked up a guy to play this weekend and he hopes he shows up. I ask why, well because I asked him just as a fight broke at the bar and I am not sure if he made it out before the police showed and cleaned out the place. It is 6:05am and I thinking it is time to pull out for the drive and I kid you not, it was like something from the movies here comes a guy with a friend from the morning fog, both carrying bat bags. I stop the van and my friends opens the door says that him, he gets in says" brought a friend in case" and doesn't say a word for the next 2 hours on the drive.
Part 2: We arrive and we have ten to start. My pick up players are in left and right. First inning, lead off batter strokes a shot to right field and the guys makes diving catch to his right. We are thinking okay good start. next guy hits another shot to right but right at him and he makes the catch. Great looking good. Next batter hits line shot that one hops to him but hits something in the ground and hits the right fielder smack in the nose. Blood all over the place his nose is broken. Still in the first inning mind you. We get directions to the clinic and the RFer leaves to get his nose checked out. A guy watching in the bleachers, wearing the wife beater, pair of jeans and regular sneakers says i can fill in for you in right if you want. I say sure why not i just drove 2 hours with strangers what's another one? Well, we lose the game 11-1 with the only run coming from the new right fielder hitting a bomb. So after the game he asks will you need me for the next game? i say sure we play at whatever time. this time he comes back and he is decked to the nines with apparel, equipment and the talent. Learning my lesson from the bomb he hit I move him in line up and we won the next 6 games to finish 3rd overall. The other pick up player in left? Wasn't the greatest but was solid and I kept him and the local pick up player for future tournaments and we all have become friends since. 20 plus ago.
Part 1 I was coach of a base team in Germany and already paid for a tourney about 2 hours away and had enough guys at the time. However, Friday night rolls around and all of sudden I am down to 8 guys including a buddy from another base coming do play. Well, after literally travelling around the base trying to get guys to play offering meals and beer just to fill a team, we couldn't do it. Well since we have 8 guys we decide we will meet at 6:00am to head out and maybe we can pick somebody up locally. I arrive at the meeting place and one of the guys shows up telling me that he picked up a guy to play this weekend and he hopes he shows up. I ask why, well because I asked him just as a fight broke at the bar and I am not sure if he made it out before the police showed and cleaned out the place. It is 6:05am and I thinking it is time to pull out for the drive and I kid you not, it was like something from the movies here comes a guy with a friend from the morning fog, both carrying bat bags. I stop the van and my friends opens the door says that him, he gets in says" brought a friend in case" and doesn't say a word for the next 2 hours on the drive.
Part 2: We arrive and we have ten to start. My pick up players are in left and right. First inning, lead off batter strokes a shot to right field and the guys makes diving catch to his right. We are thinking okay good start. next guy hits another shot to right but right at him and he makes the catch. Great looking good. Next batter hits line shot that one hops to him but hits something in the ground and hits the right fielder smack in the nose. Blood all over the place his nose is broken. Still in the first inning mind you. We get directions to the clinic and the RFer leaves to get his nose checked out. A guy watching in the bleachers, wearing the wife beater, pair of jeans and regular sneakers says i can fill in for you in right if you want. I say sure why not i just drove 2 hours with strangers what's another one? Well, we lose the game 11-1 with the only run coming from the new right fielder hitting a bomb. So after the game he asks will you need me for the next game? i say sure we play at whatever time. this time he comes back and he is decked to the nines with apparel, equipment and the talent. Learning my lesson from the bomb he hit I move him in line up and we won the next 6 games to finish 3rd overall. The other pick up player in left? Wasn't the greatest but was solid and I kept him and the local pick up player for future tournaments and we all have become friends since. 20 plus ago.
LBB_82
Master Craftsman...
I'm not gonna lie, that was an awesome story & had like everything in it
2TransAms
Droppin' 280 ft bombs
This made me lol.
Edmonton_fan
Addicted to Softballfans
Mixed (6/4) rec league on game day - I get the call from two women that they are unable to play. As I'm chatting with the waitress at a Greek restaurant, she asks if she & her friend could join us. Nice looking girl (at least a 7 on a 9 scale) so I say sure since most of my team mates were single.
Hot summer day, they show up on time; her friend is a "9" wearing a tube top & tight pink shorts so I put her at catcher. First time at bat, she half swings - the ball dribbles about 10 feet so she takes off to first base. Nobody on their team moved - their jaws hit the ground & their eyes bugged out... :thumb:
I still don't remember the final score - all I know is that the girls on my team said they were quitting if I invited them back...
Hot summer day, they show up on time; her friend is a "9" wearing a tube top & tight pink shorts so I put her at catcher. First time at bat, she half swings - the ball dribbles about 10 feet so she takes off to first base. Nobody on their team moved - their jaws hit the ground & their eyes bugged out... :thumb:
I still don't remember the final score - all I know is that the girls on my team said they were quitting if I invited them back...
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Edmonton_fan
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ddoubler
Addicted to Softballfans
hoes be creepin'
More on the topic of don't be a **** to your last second pickups, my brother got picked up last minute by a team who just needed a body to be able to play. The only time he played any sort of ball was just hitting some bp for fun with me (oh, and teeball where he stormed off the field for being called out at first). He is plenty strong as he has always worked on farms so if he made solid contact he could hit far, but that is rare. So he goes up to bat and pretty much does as expected. Coach goes off and tells him he shouldn't bother even swinging and to just stand there next time. Brother says if you don't want me to play that's fine and leaves. Game over.
TrainWreck209
Hardcore since '84
Guy sucks. Gets told he sucks. Guy goes home like a baby lol.
LS AzZkIkr
Manager
Ever show up to a meeting before a tournament with 14 of your own dedicated team members and the next day see all 14 of your guys and half of another team show up and play while your teammates watch?
Guy knows he sucks, guy does team a favour, coach, who also knew guy sucks, freaks when player who sucks, sucks. Guy who sucks says suck it.
MULuke
League Night Hero
Bravo. For real.:thumb:
TrainWreck209
Hardcore since '84
It loses points for FAVOUR. wtf is that?
The only thing worse than canadians are french canadians.
The only thing worse than canadians are french canadians.
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Hiltz
Built for comfort
Buddy shows up as a favour, the honourable thing to do would be to show a little respect. At least it made a colourful story...
The "our" has nothing to do with being French, it's a holdover from being colonized by the British.
I'm Canadian...
Metric.
Edmonton_fan
Addicted to Softballfans
Seriously though - if the girl running to first knew enough about ball to round the bases instead of going straight - she would have easily had a home run.
And if I were single instead of happily married, I would have kept the two newbies on my team instead of my five regular women... :naughty:
brees6221
Addicted to Softballfans
I was making all kinds of goofy noises trying not to laugh out loud in the office at this one.
humbeeee
E-Rec Player
lol. this is hilarious
t722j
Addicted to Softballfans
**Brag Post**
Played one of the best games of my life as a Pick-up player!
I was new to the area (Tulsa, OK at the time) and working as a mechanic at Sears. Brought the bag along and went to a park after work... ****ies, boots and a t-shirt (cleats were in the bag). Sitting around and started shooting the breeze with some guys, after a brief chat with a couple of the guys it turns out they were short an outfielder (my best position) I could see them shooting glances back and forth trying to decide if they wanted to risk it with this kid in ****ies and boots. They gave me a shot, went 4 for 4 with a HR, 2 diving grabs, and hosed a guy trying to go 1st to 3rd on a gapper. I played every week with that team for the next 2 years until I moved.
Sometimes it works out
Played one of the best games of my life as a Pick-up player!
I was new to the area (Tulsa, OK at the time) and working as a mechanic at Sears. Brought the bag along and went to a park after work... ****ies, boots and a t-shirt (cleats were in the bag). Sitting around and started shooting the breeze with some guys, after a brief chat with a couple of the guys it turns out they were short an outfielder (my best position) I could see them shooting glances back and forth trying to decide if they wanted to risk it with this kid in ****ies and boots. They gave me a shot, went 4 for 4 with a HR, 2 diving grabs, and hosed a guy trying to go 1st to 3rd on a gapper. I played every week with that team for the next 2 years until I moved.
Sometimes it works out
I have to admit I've asked girls in Co-Ed to do this. They have literally almost no chance of getting a hit, so their best chance is to hope for a walk. My GF, who has never played a single sport unless you count Yoga, used this strategy for a few games when she was subbing and probably got on base 1/4 of the time just walking.
Hiltz
Built for comfort
Our coed league has a rule where if the batter in front of a girl walks on four straight, he gets second and the girl has the option of taking a walk. We're the only team in the league that has girls that choose to bat.
.200 hitters or not, they paid to play and made an effort o show up. Take your cuts, ladies. No one gets better by not swinging.
.200 hitters or not, they paid to play and made an effort o show up. Take your cuts, ladies. No one gets better by not swinging.
warningtrack24
Extra Hitter
Something similar to this. I was short and a buddy said his neighbor just moved in and he saw that he had a softball bag, it was 30 minutes before gametime and all i needed was room temp oatmeal to show up.
The guy shows up with camo cargo shorts, cutoff and sandals. Luckily he had a bag with old ass cleats in it. The guy doesn't say anything the first 2 innings, but after he hit a 400 foot shot over dead center, talks got a little more lively.
He still played the rest of the year in the Cargo shorts.
magicman
now you see me...
so my first year playing i make this team from scratch. as a team we were horrible. had a record of 0-30 having to play in the upper league. i didn't care. made the team to drink beer and have a good time. was so bad once we played a team that the umpire allowed them to start with 8 players as their 9th was running late. we lost 39-4. sad. anyway, this guy i put on the team. big pothead. his jersey number was 420. he was ginger with real hippie long hair. looked like jesus, except gingerly. we called him red jesus. dude showed up higher than a kite every game. played pitcher for us for the first few weeks then we moved him to catcher. evidently stoner jesus did not know how to use his glove because he tried stopping/catching everything with his throwing hand. i asked him if he wanted to try a left handed glove. he says no i'm right handed. i say well you look retarded. he just laughs. there was no way i was bringing this guy back. a couple months after the season i get a call from red jesus's girlfriend (who is a psycho all on her own) and she says yeah don't expect to see that guy around much anymore he's going to prison for child pornography...goddamn gingers
etnstudios
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You don't have to worry about going to hell when you have no soul