Aug 04 2008
With the Chicago Cubs trying yet again to reach the coveted Word Series, much of the team’s success has been attributed to manager Lou Piniella. And why the hell not? He’s one of the most respected and beloved coaches in the history of Major League Baseball.
But with all success, and with all the acclaim always comes the “little” things that get you there. Put it this way: Tommy Lasorda wouldn’t have been loved by the fans if he didn’t kick dirt, and there’s no chance that Piniella would be as revered if he weren’t the fiery tantrum guy that he is.
So without further interruptions, may I present the caption version many moods of Lou Piniella.
Lou in his early days. “Should I play baseball? Eh, why not, it’s a peaceful game. I could be a nice guy in the bigs.”
“Nice catch you made earlier today Mays, don’t ever f*ckin’ do it again.”
“YMCA! Man I love this song!”
“Damnet son, if I weren’t your coach.”
“You’d be making this face too if your team sucked this bad. And what the hell is coming out of my neck?”
This is Lou’s impression of a constipated bald eagle.
Lou’s semi angry mood. Definitely close to throwing a base right here.
“You’re saving that much on car insurance?”
“Don’t worry guys. Give me 20 minutes. I’ll yell at someone eventually.”
“Oops I crapped my pants. I’m wearing them….and I just did.”
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