Cap City Build & BS AF

Probably not... Legal hoops and so on and so forth and what have you

 

Shoot, then I'll drop by the spot for the real deal.

 

Sounds good brother

 

So hungry right now, wish I was otw lol!

 

I mean its just like a 10 hour drive or so right?

 

one day

 

Mrning!

 

https://youtu.be/CdclKHPyBcg

 

Mooooooooooooanin

 

Good Morning Folks

 

Hey Joey

 

Is that what she was doing today??


Morning dudes!

 

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How's the leg been my man?

 

Fine! No issues for a while. But just thinking about it breaking makes me cringe to this day haha. I tend to take it easier when jumping hahaha

 

I’ll see your Leg & raise you a Foot.
Mornin All

 

That's good. I'm the same way!

 

Preface: This will classify as TL;DR, however, I will do my best to add a smidge of comedic (in my terms) relief.


I played a metric shit ton of baseball as a kid. Leagues in multiple states, national all stars, Chicago Cubs and Milwaukee Brewer pitching camps, training sessions with nationally ranked high school coaches, etc. All of this under the age of 14.

At 10 years old I was throwing pitches between 50-66 mph. In my little town, that was untouchable. Around 12 years old, I started throwing a version of the curveball at about 40-47 mph, if I got a favorable count. Mostly, I stuck to offspeed and fastballs, typically two seam, but I'd throw a 4 seam or cutter every now and then. This was unheard of in my area.

When you throw that hard and fast, kids can start to time you up, and when they do you get a butt hole clinching shot right back at you. Since I always played "up" a league in Indiana, I played with kids that were sometimes 2 leagues ahead of me. These butt hole clinching shots became more prevalent, as players started to get used to my speeds.

I'll never forget 5 distinct sounds and feelings:

Sound #1: When you rope a pitch and feel it slipping through the strike zone, you know its a good pitch. You know you put some heat on it. The sound of that ball "popping" the catchers mitt is fantastic. Boner inducing.
Sound #2: When you rope that pitch and it "pings" off the bat, that is the oh shit moment.

It is in this moment that all of those training sessions for mechanics comes in handy.

Sound #3: When you hear that ball whisping towards you as a pitcher, the closest defender to the batter, you have a very few milliseconds to say a quick prayer that you snag it. Right after the ball "pings" off the bat, the crowd will gasp and ooh and ahhh. When you snap that mother fucker off, the crowd will ERUPT. Boner moment number 2.

Sound #4: If you don't hear the crowd erupt, there will not be a boner moment. More than likely, you will hear the ball smacking some part of your body. You may hear a very high pitch ringing, or things like "CALL 911!" or "IS HE DEAD?". If you hear "IS HE DEAD?", this is good. It means you arent dead yet.

I'd snapped off 30 or 40 balls hit back up the middle, and it is a glorious feeling.


One weekend, after making the trek back from a Texas baseball tournament, (flights, fatigue, etc.) I told my stepdad to go ahead and head to a tournament in Indiana. We arrived Saturday afternoon and luckily, my team got a late draw. We picked up some food and basically rested. Warm up times came and I felt good. Really good. I had great velocity, good movement on off speed pitches and no pain. No muscle tightness. Nothing.

I was working on a perfect game (PG) into the 5th inning (we only played 6) and my team had scored a few runs so I was working with a lead. It was about this time that the batters started making contact and timing me up. I take the mound in the top of the 6th inning still working this PG.

The first batter steps in, and he's a pinch hitter, so he has no timing on me. 3 pitches, 3 strikes. Move on. Second batter fouls off a couple pitches but I missed the strike zone twice so the count is 2-2. I pull out the cutter, and jam him up tight on a really funky looking swing.

Now, this is the moment in a PG where all the pressure happens. The last batter. He gets a hit, its over. You walk him, its over. (No-hitter is still on, but the PG is gone.)

Third batter steps in and I decide that I'm throwing him off speed pitches til he makes contact. I'll keep change ups high, and curve balls low. (This increases the chances of a foul ball). I throw a change up high and he chases it, whiffing. Which means he is either way behind, or way ahead. This is where I threw probably the best curveball of my entire career. It didnt feel right, but oh man... it was a riot. The ball felt like it slid out of my hand at the last second, which means it will probably hang UP in the strike zone, allowing the hitter to really turn on it and crush it. HOWEVER, the ball was going for his HEAD. The batter literally drops to his belly to avoid being hit and suddenly the ball falls into the strike zone. Strike 2. Now, I'm going to heat it up and throw a two seam fastball high.

As I let the two seam fastball leave my fingers, it was an absolute heater. Right down the middle. A proverbial meat ball. However, the next thing I heard wasnt the POP of the catchers mitt. It was the PING of a bat, in which I said a prayer, then promptly heard a high pitch ringing, "CALL 911!" and "IS HE DEAD?".

This kid, about twice my size had perfectly timed the pitch. I'd had just enough time to turn my head a little, but it didnt matter. This is where sound #5 comes in.

When a baseball thrown around 65-70 miles per hour from a short distance is rifled back and finds your face, there are a few things you will hear along with the aforementioned. First there is a ringing, but then silence. This isnt from being knocked out...but it is a peaceful silence. I think this is designed to allow you to have a moment to yourself, before the chaos happens. Before that silence though, and before the ringing you hear a deep thud, accompanied by a crack.

That cracking sound was my eye socket and nose becoming detached from my face.

"IS HE DEAD?" -Mom

Thanks Mom.

 

its snowing again in oregon....shit should stop