I suspect he gassed off rounding each base as a pressure release and to avoid a crappy situation at home plate.
Reminds me of the great RB we had in the 1970s, Jimmy Dubose. BTW he put up over 200 yards rushing vs Auburn in 1974 in a nationally tv game vs ranked Auburn....25-14 win. Anyway, TB Bucs drafted Jimmy who became the starting RB. Game vs NY Giants at NY. Start of 3rd qtr (I think), he leaves field , leaving the announcers and fans wondering if he was hurt. After the game, John McKay, the coach was asked if Jimmy was hurt and had to be tended to in locker. He said, no he had to go to the bathroom and should have taken care of that at half time. Which meant poop because pro players, if they have to pee, just do so during the game.
If this was the game at Auburn, I was there. Dubose was a man amongst boys in that game. He ran so hard and authoritatively north and sound and no one AU player could tackle him; he just steamrolled them. We just marched up and down the field and Dubose was gaining 6-8 yards a carry. Don’t recall much passing in that game. The other at Aubarn game I attended was when PM Brian Clark’s field goal (to put us up) was inexplicably ruled no good. Clark and the UF coaches were like WTF! The AU fans were downright vile and ugly to me and my brother. This game started my belief there is some home cooking going on at Jordan Hairy stadium.
It was the 1974 game in Gville, not at Auburn. It is a vivid memory due to both my date for the game celebratory "thing" and my ex girlfriend's response that night at dinner bet.
Thanks for the clarification. I must be thinking the year before or after; I’m too lazy to look it up. Ex-girlfriends can be a handful!
Had very serious gf, talking marriage kind, also lived near me. We bet on UF-Aub game a dinner at nice restaurant. We break up in an ok way. I start dating a rather wild girl. Bet still on. We go to game separately, ex gf with some doosh dude, me with semi slut. My date favors for victory. Then we stop at my place for a thing. Then get to restaurant late. Ex gf asks if we got caught in traffic and before I could say yeah, the semi slut replies, no we stopped at his place for a victory quickie. Ex gf gives me dirty look, has to pay for drinks, dinner etc.....all of which I get chewed out the next day by ex gf for taking a semi slut....as if she had a say.
If I'm the opposing manager and I figure out what's wrong, I'm ordering an intentional walk unless my pitcher has a perfect game going.
