Tim Dunlop catches an unfortunate turn of phrase during one of the womens’ diving events. His commenters supply a bunch more, all of which are amusing.
I’m reminded of a story from the late 1960s, when the New York Yankees’ empire had crumbled and the team was really bad, and usually played in front of many empty seats. One day, the radio broadcasters, one of whom was the immortal Dizzy Dean, spotted a couple making out in the far reaches of the upper deck.
“Look at that, Diz,” said the first announcer. “He’s kissing her on the strikes.”
“Yeah,” replied Dean. “And she’s kissing him on the balls.”
[short pause]
“Oh.”
Don’t know if that’s actually true or not, but it ought to be.
Ah, yes, Dizzy Dean. My favorite Dean anecdote (albeit apocryphal, most likely) is when he was brought into the 1935 All-Star Game as…a pinch runner of all things. Dean was on first and was hit in the head by a throw was he was trying to break up a double play. He was okay, and in fact would pitch the next day. But he was taken to the hospital for observations and there was nothing wrong other than a bump on the head. The alleged headline about this was: “X-Ray of Dean’s Head Reveals Nothing.” Apocryphal, probably, though it may have been based on a real Dean quote which was something to that effect.
I have two events that come to mind:
1. When the Astros moved their Florida State League affiliate, they named the team after the town and were known for at least one year as the Kissimmee Astros.
2. About seven years ago, there was a horse that ran weekly at Monmouth Racetrack in New Jersey called Ship Bird. Now, while the track announcer was careful at first, by the last week of the season, he just didn’t care any more.