Boston Redsox Diehard / NY Giants / Bruins / UNC / Jersey Guy / Rooting for USA since 1973/ NRA Life Member #A2 /AOH Member thoughts & opinions are my own. 🤙🏼
Roy Williams hasn't been able to attend as many @DiamondHeels games as he'd like to this year, but he's been in the players' ears.
He's the dadgum voice of the UNC PitchCom system.
How about a frickin fastball? A little chiiin music?
My latest: https://t.co/OouPErwg22
One of the greatest coaches in New Jersey history. Won national championships several at Gloucester CC and made regionals for Rider. To me was the best learning tool ever as a coach. Buy his book its worth it !
Crazy story from PIAA baseball playoffs, reported by Altoona Mirror. Southern Fulton won District 5 title but was thrown out of PIAA playoffs yesterday because team's top pitcher, who was 7-0, apparently was in 5th year of high school.
Here's Mirror story:
https://t.co/53fWfbxBiv
Of last year's eight teams at the Men's College World Series, half of them didn't make it to this year's tourney and the other half are already eliminated.
It's the first time since the tournament expanded in 1999 that all eight MCWS teams failed to make it to super regionals the following season.
.@RiderUBaseball Acting Head Coach Barry Davis on what is next for him:
"Well, I will most likely not be the head coach for Rider next year. That I can say. Never say never, obviously, but I took this job with the intention of giving everything I had for this year... But if this is the last time, ever coaching, I can go out with my head high knowing that we won two championships. Never been done in Rider history. So I think I need to be proud of that."
Prayers: Giants standout WR/KR Gunner Olszewski just went down in practice due to a non-contact injury.
Gunner had to be carted off to the building after being helped off the field.
Many teammates went down on a knee 💔🙏
(via @PLeonardNYDN)
NJCAA Division III World Series: SUNY Niagara Claims National Title with Win Over Runners. Read final wrapup and rounduos from all of the Runners' games at:
https://t.co/AurKBe7Ked
We are saddened by the passing of former Braves third baseman Bob Horner.
The first overall pick in the 1978 MLB Draft, Horner made the jump straight to the Majors without playing a single day in the Minors.
Just ten days after being drafted, Horner made his MLB debut and homered off future Hall of Famer Bert Blyleven. Horner went on to blast 23 home runs in just 89 games and won NL Rookie of the Year honors.
He went on to top the 30-homer mark three times in the next four years and was a National League All-Star in 1982, when he helped lead the Atlanta Braves to a division title.
Horner spent 9 of his 10 Major League seasons with the Braves. He made history on July 6, 1986 when he slugged a record-tying 4 home runs in one game. It was the only four-homer game of the 1980s.
Horner completed his college career at Arizona State with the most home runs in NCAA history, a mark since broken. He was named MVP of the 1977 College World Series and was the very first winner of the prestigious Golden Spikes Award in 1978.
He was 68 years old.
Super Sky Point to Bob Horner. He was the NL Rookie of the Year and an All-Star but if you were around back then you know he was more than that. Much more. He was a fixture in the homes of millions of us through the miracle of cable television during those epic childhood summers that seemed like they’d never end.
I was a fan for over 40 years but had never met Bob until I interviewed him last December about Dale Murphy’s Hall of Fame case. As you’d expect, Bob was a fierce advocate for his fellow Fulton County basher. How could he not be? They were Murph and Horner. Horner and Murph. The Hall and Oates of the Launching Pad.
You know, these sky points all suck to write but this one hurts more than most. The four-homer game, the bad perm, Chief Noc-A-Homa waiting by his teepee for another Horner long ball. I have tweeted a lot about Bob Horner through the years and it’s because he represents to me, and I suspect many of you too, something far bigger than baseball: WTBS coming out of the magic box on top of my 400-pound Zenith, cool air coming through my bedroom window after another afternoon of Wiffle Ball, and Rick Mahler (probably) toeing the rubber at about 7:05 while hoping to keep the Braves in it with smoke and mirrors long enough for Horner and Murph to do some damage. And me sprawled out on green and yellow shag carpet in Kentucky paying 100 times more attention to Skip Caray, Ernie Johnson, and Pete Van Wieren than any of my teachers.
Farewell, you sweet slugging bastard. Tell St. Peter you brought your glove for the hot corner and to write you into the cleanup spot. #RIP