Well, let me tell you ’bout this fella, this guy who hits home runs, but Lord have mercy, he always does it at the worst times. You know, like when you just sat down to eat your supper and BAM the phone rings, and it’s somethin’ you don’t wanna hear. That’s this guy, but with a baseball bat.
I ain’t no expert, mind you. I just watch the games on the TV when my chores are done. But even I can see, this fella, he’s got a knack for hittin’ those balls way out yonder, but it’s always when it just… stirs up trouble, ya know?
Like that time, I think it was last year, maybe the year before, time flies when you gettin’ old, lemme tell ya. Anyways, this fella, he hits a home run, a real screamer, and everyone’s cheerin’, right? But then, right after, somethin’ bad happens. Like, someone gets hurt, or the other team starts playin’ like demons, or somethin’ just plain weird. It’s like his home runs, they ain’t just home runs, they’re like… bad luck magnets.
They say he’s on track to hit, what was it, 60 home runs this year? That’s a whole lotta bad luck if you ask me. I mean, I remember back in the day, when those fellas, McGwire and Sosa, were hittin’ them balls left and right. That was excitin’! But this fella, it’s excitin’ for a minute, then you just hold your breath and wait for the other shoe to drop.
- He hits a home run, and then the weather turns sour, rainin’ cats and dogs.
- He hits a home run, and your favorite player gets beaned by a fastball.
- He hits a home run, and the umpire makes a call so bad, you wanna throw your shoe at the TV.
It’s just… peculiar, ain’t it? Like that fella, Mr. Henderson, they talked about, always hittin’ those triples. Or that story, somethin’ about Benjamin Button growin’ up in a nursin’ home. Strange things happen, I guess. Life’s full of ‘em. But this fella, with his home runs… it’s a whole different level of strange.
And it ain’t just once or twice, it’s like a regular thing. They even said somethin’ ‘bout him hittin’ one on the same day somethin’ happened to that fella, what’s his name, Trump? See what I mean? Bad timin’! Always at the worst possible moment. It’s like he’s got a sixth sense for when things are goin’ too smoothly, and then WHACK home run, and everything goes haywire.
I heard tell of another fella, Jim Thome, hit a bunch of walk-off home runs. Now, that’s somethin’ to celebrate! Walk-off, game over, everybody’s happy. But this guy… his home runs, they’re more like walk-off-to-the-dugout-in-disbelief kinda home runs. You just sit there, scratchin’ your head, thinkin’, “Well, that just happened.”
They even made a big deal outta some fella named Sidd Finch a long time ago. Folks got all worked up about him, I reckon. But this home run hitter, he’s somethin’ else. He’s got that… I dunno… that knack for makin’ you cheer and groan at the same time.
So, yeah, this guy who hits home runs at bad times… he’s a puzzle wrapped in a riddle, covered in baseball dirt. He’ll hit that ball, and you’ll see it flyin’, and you’ll think, “Wow, what a hit!” And then, you’ll wait. You’ll wait for the other shoe to drop, for the sky to fall, for somethin’ crazy to happen. ‘Cause with this fella, it always does.
He might be the best hitter, he might be the worst luck charm, I don’t rightly know. All I know is, when he steps up to the plate, you better hold onto your hat, ‘cause somethin’s comin’. And it ain’t always good.
And that’s all I gotta say ’bout that. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go make some biscuits before the next game starts. Lord knows what’ll happen when that fella starts swingin’ again.
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