Subject: RE: PHS 62 update email group list
Date: Sat, 3 Aug 2002 13:05:40 -0700
From: "Marshall, Lee" [lmarshall@hbblaw.com]
To: "Bruce Dimler" [brulydim@msn.com]; All
Bruce---It was good to hear that you too have some memories of the freshman
baseball team coached by Corky Robertson. There's one incident I'll never
forget:
We were playing at Richwoods and were ahead in about the fourth inning, but
rain was threatening, so Corky wanted to let Richwoods have their at-bats, so
we could move the game along and get the win if we got enough innings played.
But nobody was cooperating. Our batters kept getting on base through walks,
errors, hits, whatever.
So, as I was walking up to the plate to take my turn, Corky stopped me, looked
right into my eyes and articulated very clearly, "STRIKE OUT." I
nodded, stepped up to the plate and because I was so relaxed by his command, I
hit the first pitch way over the right fielder's head for a sure home run (my
only home run ever in high school). I remember wondering as I was rounding the
bases, "How am I going to deal with this once I touch home?" And I
actually remember thinking as I headed toward third that maybe I shouldn't turn
but just keep running off the field.
Anyway, as I walked over to our silent bench after touching home, there were no
congrats and Rocky Carter just said, "You were supposed to strike
out," and then rolled his laughing eyes towards Corky who was squatting,
fuming, in the first base coach's box. I don't remember what happened after
that, but that's the way things always seem to go with me--no such thing as a
free lunch.