Athlete-Reporter fights

Still, though, that's an interesting penis-shaped dueling scar you have there.

 

I'd love to find the tape or video of the time Geno Auriemma bashed that student reporter after UConn's 77 (or something like that)-game Big East winning streak was snapped. That was priceless. I think it went something like, "You ask a lot of dumb question..."

 

Thanks for stopping by, Pete!

(I've always wanted to do that.)

 

Dave Kingman sent a rat in a box to a female reporter. Just about what you would expect from a gutless creep who would hit three home runs in easy games but couldn't hit worth a damn in the clutch.

 

richard todd stuffing steve serby into a locker in '81 or '82 remains the standard. led to a classic ny post back page, with serby holding his forehead with a bandage across his nose. 8) 8) 8)

 

McEntegart should really stick to his expertise -- early 90s hip hop.

 

I was once held upside down over a trash can in the locker room by an NFL linebacker.

 

How long did it take you to pound the beer?

 

I got into a small tiff with an athlete I was covering once. He got defensive and went on the offensive. I probably shouldn't have worded my question like an accusation. We both felt bad about it, and it actually brought us a lot closer. He really opened up later and I got quotes of gold. So it was all good.

 

Hal McRae, while a manager, going apeshit and hitting Alan Eskew with an ash tray was a great moment. Legend has it Eskew showed up the next day wearing a catcher's mask.

IIRC, it was a pool interview and Eskew's question wasn't even the one that set him off. McRae goes on a tirade, throws shit all over his office (Eskew was at the wrong place at the wrong time), kicked everyone out of his office, said about 800 cuss words then screamed "put that in your fucking pipe and smoke it!"

 

I'd answer, but because I am unfamiliar with that euphemism, I have no idea what you're asking.

 

What's it called, shotgunning? Is that right?
It's a frat-boy thing ... two guys hold a third upside down while the fella pounds beer straight from the keg.
Sorry, mine was a lame attempt at humor, especially since I've never actually partaken of that which I joked about. I was a beer-drinking wuss.