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[webmasterworld.com] by brett_tabke - 9:58 am on Apr 20, 2011 (cst -6)
My Dad signed with the Redlegs back in '57. They're the Reds now. He was fresh out of Washburn U here in Topeka and in his senior year threw 2 no hitters and 4 shut outs for them. Went a full 9 every time out. Not many save opportunities when my old man took the mound. He brought the heat and he was a southpaw. Good combination at a small University back then. I've seen old movie clips that my Mom took at some of his games. He had em totally confused. Good breaking ball, a friggin curve ball from hell
that had so much movement on it they just stood there and watched it go by. Nobody wanted to catch for him. His stuff moved that much.
He had 5 pitches and could put every one of them over the plate. These days that's mandatory. Back then it was exceptional though.
He tore up his Achilles, season ending injury. The Redlegs brought somebody up from the farm and Dad decided put his degree to work instead. To be quite honest I think he threw himself out in College. I don't know how much he had left for the pros.
I pitched myself. Little league. Babe Ruth Leagues and in high school. I didn't have his arm though, or his confidence.
Now, to get back on track. I hope you don't leave over this. I, for one, would like to talk to you more.
But you know, you gotta do what you gotta do....