Next up for you within Hideous Baseball Week–we have a story for you. And it goes a little something like this.
It was the summer of 2000. The end of June. I was down in Florida staying at my grandparents house for a week-long camp for upcoming college prospects at Stetson University working out with some really good baseball players. I would spend my days trying to impress Stetson’s head coach Pete Dunn. And my nights watching my grandparents snore to old episodes of Matlock and Murder She Wrote.
The only way to get scores back then was to watch for the bottom line on CNN. And you only got scores (someone tell me they remember!) there was no stats, just a quick score of the MLB games. ESPN didn’t even have a bottom line. The Reds were battling it out with the Cardinals in a four game series. They split and they had to have a sweep. It effectively ended the 2000 season. But something much bigger in the baseball world and in our lives would go down that week. June 30th, 2000 to be e...
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