Word: dugout
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Coach Morris Buttermaker passes out on the pitcher's mound during practice. Scraping himself together, he sips a few cold ones in the dugout while watching his team take the field for the first game. Score at the end of the first half of the first inning: 26 to zip. Buttermaker (Walter Matthau) figures it is time to forfeit. He has nothing to lose but his pains, and there are nine of them on his team, with a couple of alternates thrown in for good measure...
Northeastern, which entered the game with its best chance in years to beat Harvard, could only generate fire in the third inning, when the dry grass next to its dugout went up in flames thanks to a careless smoker. And the Huskies had to put that one out themselves...
...play with guys I know are never going to make it." Same thing with trades. Once Bristol was playing the Milwaukee Double A club. Everything was as usual. The other team took the infield and a big first baseman was out there throwing. Then a voice from a dugout called him in and he never came back out. They'd told him to pack his bags and get going. This could happen to Brayton at any moment: in early December, the player-to-be-named-later from the Ferguson Jenkins trade was still unnamed, and it was being conjectured that...
...bandages, packed in ice, paralyzed, you thrash to hear the sound and there is none. Johnny Bench is in Pete Rose's arms, and the ball is high above shallow center. Everyone knows this now. No one is covering third base, but Yasztremski is invisibly flying to the dugout and the dark tunnel behind it to the locker room. The ball descends. Cesar Geronimo extends his arm and it is swallowed up. The gigantic humming cluster of Reds is swarming and heaving and falling over itself like a nest of insects to its dugout and its own locker room...
Just about that time, as a squadron of planes pulling signs advertising everything from Hustler Magazine to Glory Denims buzzed overhead, a familiar figure walked out of the Boston dugout. He headed across the outfield with his characteristic gait and by the time he reached the bullpen, the entire crowd was chanting "Looee, Looee." Tiant had the masses charmed and they responded to his every move. It seemed as if he drew strength as well as encouragement from the yelling throngs. When he finished his warmup, you could almost sense that Tiant had the crowd, the Reds, and the game...