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So you are going to give sideburns another shot? I would think after your disastrous HS years you would have learned better.

Haven't seen one of those Elvis paintings in ages. I remember they were all the rage in the 70's. Might have to hit you up if you start selling.

You need to do something with your hair then. It's a mess.

@PrinceFrederickWx Not sure if anyone jumped back into the Stock Market at this time but if you are, now may be a good time to bail for awhile. Pretty much in uncharted waters with this virus so this can't be said with certainty but we will see Company earnings coming out this week and they look to be worse then was projected, potentially much worse. Typical reaction would normally be to see a fairly significant drop across the board in the Market. But again, virus, uncharted waters, etc... eta: There are other considerations as well. Plunging oil prices, nations now starting to open back up, etc... But I think the Company earnings will be the driving force for this week and we could see a significant drop.

You young whippersnappers abusing us old folks. You should be ashamed of yourself.

Living in a one parent household (mother), we had no money for extras. So if I wanted anything for myself it came out of my own pocket from money I had earned. Needless to say I did without a lot that most other kids took for granted because I couldn't justify spending my limited money on such things. But when it came to baseball equipment I splurged. Never skimped on getting inferior products and went with the best I could find.

If you recall I mentioned that I was a hard thrower but my control was somewhat lacking. Anyway, playing one game against Hereford I nailed this Dude (Poor guy was like half my size) squarely in the back and the sound it made was like someone had slammed on a big bass drum. He collapsed like a puppet whos strings had been cut. Benches cleared and their was pushing in shoving all around. Where was I when all this was going down? I was up there as they were attending the guy trying to make sure he was alright. I was half scared I had killed this guy. He ended up being fine after a few minutes, he just had had the wind knocked out of him. Earned the name 'Hereford Slayer' after the fact.

@losetoa6 Ever been responsible for a bench clearing brawl during a game? I can lay claim to that. We were playing Millford Mill and lets just say there was no love lost between our teams. Anyway, the Millford player was rounding second heading to third when I took a throw from the outfield and I had him dead to rights. Normally the player will just ease up at that point and be tagged. Not this guy. Came at me feet first aiming for my crotch with his cleats. And back then most of us had steel cleats. Was able to turn just quickly enough as to where he caught me in the upper thigh instead of my all important parts. Needless to say he tore a long deep gash into my leg. Well I took issue with his actions so I sprung into action. As he was trying to get up off the ground I knocked him good a couple of times across his head (probably wasn't the smartest move on my part as this Dude was BIG). That is when all hell broke loose, as both benches cleared and proceeded to engage. We did the Majors proud. Me and this one Millford player were going at it with scrums circling all around us as coaches and umpires were trying to break everything up. Can't recall though if the game ended up being suspended or if we resumed play after things settled down. To this day I look at my scar on my leg and it brings back fond memories.

Remember one Friday night 4 of us scrapped together enough money to buy a case of Natty Boh. We were sitting in the back of the parking lot behind the arcade drinking it when I spotted a cop pulling into the parking lot. Told everyone to play it cool and pointed the cop out to them. My one friend's idea of cool was to duck down behind the seat and hide the beer. Needless to say this attracted the cops attention. Things went downward from there. We get out of the car and the cop notices the beer and tells my cool friend <sarcasm> to get rid of the beer. My friend proceeds to grab the case of beer and gently place it in the dumpster like a new born babe. Needless to say the cop and I look at each and we just started busting out in laughter. Anyway, the cop finally gets him to open every beer and pour it out. I was kind of in tears at that point to be honest with you. No money and no beer and it was still only 8 pm. But as the good soldiers we were, we headed to the fountain at the gas station on Morning Side Drive and proceeded to find enough loose change there to buy another case. Though the beer teller looked at us kind of funny when he saw we were all soaking wet and had handfuls of pennies, nickles and dimes to pay for the beer. I do give him credit for never asking us about it.

The O's since 93 when Angelos took over bear no resemblance to the team I grew up with. Lost respect for them and then lost respect and quite following baseball in the late 90's after watching one too many strikes. Baseball was my passion and money basically ruined it. And I can tell you when it started. Basically with Reggie Jackson and the games he played with the O's.

Yeah, I understood his reasons for leaving but still it hurt. I have always been one who is loyal to a fault and it just felt treasonous to me for going to our arch rival the Yankees.

Owings Mills Arcade? Wasn't during the late 70's early 80's by any chance? That was our hangout during our HS years. God I have some stories from then.

When I tried out for Johnny's when I was 16/17 I went in with a cocky attitude despite being several years younger then most of the players. They knocked that cocky attitude out of me so quick my head was spinning. It really showed to me how much more maturing I had to do to compete at these players level. They were just that good.

No arguing that Griffey was a very good player. Musina was a beast during his prime but he lost a lot of my respect when he went to the Yankees for more money.

Think Kent Tekulve was the premier submarinier back in my day. People just couldn't hit him.

Fire Baller. Nolan Ryan. He was fun to watch.

Are you familiar with Rosewood Mental Institute in Owings Mills? Closed down quite a few years ago? Had a friend in Elementary school that I would visit who lived on Rosewood Lane. It was nothing to see the patients strolling on down the road with attendants following behind a few minutes later trying to catch them. Don't know how many strolled through the yard waving to us as we played. The site was actually very depressing though. You were always hearing scream and moans and cries coming from the institute. They got hammered hard after an investigation and were forced to close if I recall correctly.

Your father is a brave man. I myself would have an unfortunate hammy injury as I was walking up to the batter's box.

We used to play quite a few HS games out your way. E Vo tech, dundalk, sparrows point are a few I remember.

@losetoa6 Remember Moose Haas, believe he played for the Brewers in the 80's and he was from Franklin? Actually was friends with his sister Dawn Haas and got to meet him on several occasions..

Ahhhhh.... My mistake. Just realized that Johnny Cake was actually a HS we played while I was at Owings Mills.. So yeah, it would be Johnny's travel team.

Okay, senior moment then After all you can't expect us old folks to remember details from 40+ years ago.

Okay,I am pretty sure that is the one I am talking about. But weren't they called Johnny Cake years ago? Or am I just having a senior moment?

Played a lot of pickup ball ourselves growing up. Football was also another sport we did as well. The good old days.