
02-27-2025, 05:34 PM
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Andrew
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Join Date: Nov 2020
Location: Chicago
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Originally Posted by Brent G.
This is from Ron's website. The part about who was in the car he hit CAN'T be true ... RIGHT???
I Hated The World. But, because I was the son of a no-excuses ironworker, my dad told me I could either sit on my mommy's lap and cry the rest of my life or I could go back to work and be something in life (that's the cleaned up version). So, I went back to ironworking. Because I was so angry about losing a baseball career, I worked even harder. Looking back on it, it was like I was punishing myself for being hurt. But before I realized it, I got strong, real strong. So you know what I had to do... once again, I had to do what people said I couldn't do. I started playing for a local semipro baseball team.
I was already doing the impossible by just walking up to the plate. I should have been satisfied with that alone. I was hitting balls further than anyone had seen at all of the fields we played. On one particular day in Midlothian, Illinois, at the field off I-294, I hit a towering home run out of the park on to I-294. I'm told it took a shot hitting the ball about 550 feet to do that. As it turned out, the car that the ball hit got off at the next exit and came to the field looking for the guy who hit the ball. Of course, I wanted to hide, because I thought it was someone looking for me to pay for a new windshield or something. But who would have imagined, it was Billy Pierce and Bill Veeck on their way to some baseball banquet. Before I knew it, I was being invited to a tryout for the White Sox organization. That was on a Tuesday.
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Yeah, that absolutely didn’t happen that way. That’s some Grade A, Glory of Their Times-level BS lol.
Last edited by ASF123; 02-27-2025 at 05:36 PM.
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