Tales of a MLB bat boy: part 2
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Tales of a MLB bat boy: part 2
Ok so today I'm going to talk about a prank that was played on me. When I look back on it I always feel really stupid but it worked on me. It was one of the very first days after I started so of course I was still very nervous being around all these guys I usually see on TV or from the stands. A certain relief pitcher who shal remane nameless **cough**alan mills**cough** asked me if I had a certain item that they would need in the bullpen. Now keep in mind I was 16 and extermely nervous, he asked if I had gotten the........wait for it...... "bucket of steam". Yes I know! I'm assuming I had a blank look on my face, so he told me to ask someone about it. I asked the clubhouse managers son and he just laughed at me. Needless to say eventually I figured it out.
Also, one of my more out of scope jobs was getting girls phone numbers, usually just for one specific player. One specific event stuck in my mind. "The player" saw a group of ladies sitting near the O's dugout, so after the game was over he asked me to go down to where they were and get them to come down to the other side of the dugout so he could talk to them. Needless to say I wasn't really expecting this, but I went anyway. These girls are trashed they actually start grabbing on to my jersey and hat, i guess they thought I was a player. Eventually I got them to go to the other end of the dugout. Now the best part is the story from "the player" the next day in the training room. He said these girls came to his place and started lighting candles everywhere and he said he just got a wierd vibe from them. So he told them he had to get up early so they should probably go. The ladies leave but after a few seconds he notices something missing off of his desk. He said he ran to the elevator and went to the first floor and caught them just before they left. He noticed an envelope sticking out of one of the girls purses. He took it out of her purse and sure enough it was something of his. The ladies left and he returned to his apartment, no harm no foul I guess. Now that wasn't the only time I performed this task but it was the most memorable.Tags: NoneYou must be logged in to post a comment.
