Might as well mention a certain shortstop in a certain postseason series.
I was getting into a discussion with MLB Exec that night and we were talking about taking sports way, WAY too seriously. I went on to explain how the term Weisshole came to be used by my Gang of Four at the tail end of college.
It all started back in Nineteen Naughty Nine. I was tending bar for a living and watching most of the series at Ye Olde Raup Cottage In the Skye.
That game, for some reason, I was watching at home. If I remember right, I was told I didn't play well with others during the playoffs with my short temper, violent nature, excessive competitiveness, and a serious fucking need to finally beat the motherfucking Braves.
Well, as luck would have it (as I remember it in my drug induced memory), Tony Eusebio won that game with a ground ball up the middle that no one came near. In my excitement, I picked up two baseballs in my living room (which sounds odd now that I'm "grown up" but made perfect sense in college) and launched, not threw,
launched them thru a 6 inch space in the living room wall.
One of the balls still lives inside that wall, behind the patch job.
When my roommate, not a baseball fan, came home and wanted to know why the fuck there were two 5-ounce sized holes in our living room wall, I told him I wasn't sure, but it looks like we might have Weiss. They're
Weissholes.
He had no idea what I was talking about, but I guess it stuck and even though the double meaning eluded him,
Weisshole became an important part of our bar-going days to finish out college.
Good thing we WON that game, eh? Shame about MLB cancelling the rest of the 1999 playoffs after the DS.
