Milk does a wallet bad
25Aug2005 Filed under: baseball Author: SpencerThis from the misplaced priorities department: the Florida Marlins baseball team has suspended a batboy for 6 games because he accepted a dare from pitcher Brad Penny to drink a gallon of milk in under an hour without throwing up. This in a league where Rafael Palmeiro just received a 10 game suspension for steriods.
It’s about time that baseball address the serious backroom milk chugging going on in its league.
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Merujo
August 25th, 2005 at 10:59 pm
Okay, that is pretty f’ed up, dude. (I’m channeling the South Park with all the steroid’y baseball players.)
I wonder if I should seek help with my 1% addiction??? Back when I worked in Moscow, we got shipments of fresh milk from an army commissary in Germany. (The milk in Moscow at that point was not safe to drink, for a variety of reasons.) Sometimes, we’d go a couple of months without a milk shipment, and, on the day it arrived, people would go nuts.
The milk came in quart-sized plastic bags, and people would buy them, go outside our little commissary, poke holes in them with pens, and then drink ‘em dry. It was creepy and we looked like members of some weird dairy cult, but, god, that milk tasted so good.