Ex-boyfriend to me: Yeah, Beckett and I were the same year [in Houston]. He and his 98 MPH fastball got more press than me and my 80 MPH forkball.
Texas pitchers, man. What can I say? Where I come from, the only thing that goes even 80 MPH are the white trash boys racing each other on the the Lancaster Turnpike on Friday nights right before they paste themselves into the side of a mushroom barn. Baseball and, indeed, high school sports of any kind are the last thing on anybody's mind. The only major leaguer to come out of my state of origin in the 90s was
Kevin Mench, who, granted, is thoroughly Delawarean and grew up about twenty minutes away from where my parents live and who went to a high school that would have been the death-rival of mine had we been good enough to compete with them in anything. Ever.
Anyway, for you,
TLAG. Pointed out by Levski of BPrimer:LOCKER PROTOCOL
Shortly after Brad Penny cleaned out his oversized locker in the Marlins clubhouse Friday, pitcher Josh Beckett moved in.
But his stay was a short one. When the Marlins came off the field after that night's game, a number of the team's veterans, led by Mike Lowell and
Carl Pavano, let Beckett know that, with fewer than three seasons in the majors, he hadn't earned a premium locker spot.
By Saturday, Beckett had moved out, clearing the space for Lo Duca.