My dad was a student at UT at the time and lived on Red River a couple blocks away from the ballpark, which he would pass every day going to school and back. He said he remembered the excitement of the team getting into the playoff, though as a science major he had labs every day until 5 so was probably up to his elbows in formaldehyde at the time the Horns were looking for that last out.
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Thatās so great. My dad graduated from UT in '60 and after a brief stint in the Army (he spent the Cuban Missile Crisis on a transport ship off the coast of Florida wondering if he was going to invade or not) went back to school to get a Journalism degree from UH. Knowing how much he loved UT Baseball, Iām fairly certain he wouldāve been at the game, especially since it was against his other alma mater.
Even more circumstantial evidence, he told me years ago that he remembered a Jim Raup pitching for the Longhorns back in the late 60ās.
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Only your dad and my immediate family knew I pitched there.
Jim, we all know now.
Iāve read it 3 times so far.
Iād like to talk about the UT Campus around that time with several of you guys. My dad got a bad detail for a bit: Tx National Guard, ācrowd controlā on Campus, right before and after Kent State.
eta: he said that was the most scared he ever was in the Army, having loaded guns right there 10 yards from kids ājust like meā. Both sides: āPlease donāt do anything stupidā¦please donāt do anything stupidā¦etcā
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Good stuff, Jim. Reading the story from your POV had me at the game, sitting on the edge of my seat, and rooting like heck for that 27th out. Thanks for sharing!
Thank you, Jo.
I do not have a clue. Kent State was May 1970 (I looked it up), and I was teaching/coaching in Brenham. I left home to make my way in the world August 1968 so I do not know much of anything about the UT campus after that.
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Good read! Wonderful details!
How many pitches did you throw that day?
Hope you will write again.
Thank you. I have written lots of things, and most, if not all, are/were posted on this site. Dunno how to find them now.
How many pitches? What a crazy question, and how would I know? That was 1967, and no one counted pitches or cared.
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What did you eat for breakfast that morning? In '67, I probably had Captain Crunch or Froot Loops.
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Froot Loops > Capān Crunch
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Here are the full archives dating back to the BFT days.
Is the often-revered Front Page accessible to us plebeians?
Thanks for the link. Goofy can read to his heartās content.
Ditto on the TY for the link; checking out your next read.
Glad you capture your history in this way.
If my Dad fixed my bfast, it was scrambled eggs and bacon. He fixed breakfast every weekday morning for my brother and me and let my mother sleep in for as long as she could.
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Ask Waldo.
Bet he can find it.
Snuffy, you are fucking crazy, and you do not have even a smidgen of common sense. Your inane comments about pitch count in 1967 reminds me why I ignore you.
What is there about āno one counted pitchesā you do not comprehend? Where would you suggest Waldo should look to find a statistic which was not kept?
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Coach, I make not pretenses about my knowledge of the game, just my love of it and loving learning about it. itās obvious from your articles and posts that baseball as been much of your life.
Waldo has to be a smart guy to run this forum and keep us all reasonably inside the guidelines. I figured if heās smart enough to do that, thenā¦
- You threw 131 pitches 104 for strikes.
Glad we cleared that up.
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Iāll bet you are counting the 0-2 pitch to Paciorek as one of the 27 balls. It was a strike, I tell you. A strike!
PS Snuffy, you also are an idiot. Waldo cannot help you.
NO ONE COUNTED PITCHES IN 1967.
I think you are a troll. No one could be this dumb.
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