Willie Howard Mays’ died at the age of 93. There’s a story about Willie. The Say Hey Kid’s first season in the bigs was shaping up to be an awful one. He’d gotten no hits. He was a rookie with the worst record in the league. Period. After 26 plate appearances he’d hit the ball only once.
Sean, out of all the columns I have read and loved/laughed/teared up, this is one of my favorites.I am a Bham guy, played baseball until 19, my son played in HS and got to play center field in a game at Rickwood. He/I was so excited that he was catching balls where Willie freakin Mays actually played. Thank you..... By the way, I read your column first thing each morning at my coffee shop. I have forwarded special columns to many friends over the years. Almost all have subscribed. Alan
You had me Goin dere Pone! I thought da coach was just tellin Willie to quit cryin like a baby and git out dere and play ball! But he literally meant for him to pull his pants up to narrow dere strike zone! Wonder why he hadn't pointed Dat out before?! Only problem I sees is dat it makes his britches like a cheap motel- "No B*ll room!" Hey whatever works! Pone, you been on a roll da last few days! Good Urn!
Great advice. Kinda like “pick yourself up by your own boot straps,” but the coach literally meant it. Narrow your strike zone. Pull up your pants. My granddaddy would have been hard to pitch to. He could pull his necktie out of his zipper, his pants were so high. 😉
And what a story is is! Willie Mays was an unbelievable baseball player. Thankfully, I got to see him play in Atlanta against the Braves. Not only his physical skills, but his demeanor and attitude toward the game were unmatched! It’s hard to imagine Aaron & Mays on the same field, but they were! That day will forever be in my memory!
And today I am definitely doubting my self-worth, as well as everything I do every day. What is the purpose? Why do I keep doing this? Why am I being harassed about things out of my control? Why, why, why? I guess I'll just have to pull my pants up, won't I? I'll have to remember this for future trying days! Thanks, Sean!
Yes MAM, I think everbody feels Dat way from Time to time. Just remember, tomorrow's another day. Like RicCy and Trent sez "Winners never quit, and quitters never win." Don't Quit!
You have too much facial hair to be Paul Harvey, but your story telling sure brings back memories of him. Good Day!
Sean, out of all the columns I have read and loved/laughed/teared up, this is one of my favorites.I am a Bham guy, played baseball until 19, my son played in HS and got to play center field in a game at Rickwood. He/I was so excited that he was catching balls where Willie freakin Mays actually played. Thank you..... By the way, I read your column first thing each morning at my coffee shop. I have forwarded special columns to many friends over the years. Almost all have subscribed. Alan
Thanks. My uncle played at Rickwood in his college days back in the late '30's. He was awed. It is still an awesome place.
I loved Willie Mays. Thanks for sharing this story!
You had me Goin dere Pone! I thought da coach was just tellin Willie to quit cryin like a baby and git out dere and play ball! But he literally meant for him to pull his pants up to narrow dere strike zone! Wonder why he hadn't pointed Dat out before?! Only problem I sees is dat it makes his britches like a cheap motel- "No B*ll room!" Hey whatever works! Pone, you been on a roll da last few days! Good Urn!
Semper Paratus!
Pubert Earle Bozemann
Pub…..my late husband used that exact phrase….🤣
Thanks for the good belly laugh!
Cracking me up, PEB.
Good line there Pu! Too funny!
Great advice. Kinda like “pick yourself up by your own boot straps,” but the coach literally meant it. Narrow your strike zone. Pull up your pants. My granddaddy would have been hard to pitch to. He could pull his necktie out of his zipper, his pants were so high. 😉
This is one of my favorite columns. Thanks for sharing this story on Willie Mays.
I had never heard this story about the Say Hey Kid. Thank you for sharing!
And what a story is is! Willie Mays was an unbelievable baseball player. Thankfully, I got to see him play in Atlanta against the Braves. Not only his physical skills, but his demeanor and attitude toward the game were unmatched! It’s hard to imagine Aaron & Mays on the same field, but they were! That day will forever be in my memory!
A gracious good evening and happy Wednesday to all yall. Ya just wrote Another home run Sean ! Thanks
I’d never heard that story, but I love it!
What a great story—just like the man, Willie Mays. ❤️⚾️
And today I am definitely doubting my self-worth, as well as everything I do every day. What is the purpose? Why do I keep doing this? Why am I being harassed about things out of my control? Why, why, why? I guess I'll just have to pull my pants up, won't I? I'll have to remember this for future trying days! Thanks, Sean!
Yes MAM, I think everbody feels Dat way from Time to time. Just remember, tomorrow's another day. Like RicCy and Trent sez "Winners never quit, and quitters never win." Don't Quit!
Pube
Yes, MAM, m’aam. Pubert is spot on! God made each of His children for His good purpose. He will show you the way.
Great story & even better advice.
Assess the situation & just pull up your pants. ⚾️
True story, Sean? Willie Mays was really told by his manager to pull up his baggy saggy pants to narrow his strike zone? Well, I’ll be darned…
Willie Mays was a legend* ⚾️ *May he rest in peace
Thanks for a GREAT story Sean ~ 💕
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