Monster Wisconsin Buck

Patrick Flood, Associated Press - Ap

30-point buck

Patrick Flood, Associated Press - Ap

30-point buck

Patrick Flood, Fond du Lac, Wis., Reporter

Wisconsin Hunter Bags 30 Pt. Buck

Associated Press

Last update: September 25, 2009 - 6:42 PM

 FOND DU LAC, Wis. - A Fond du Lac resident bagged a 30-point whitetail buck by bow.

Wayne Schumacher shot the deer Sunday night from a tree stand near Rosendale.

Schumacher says the shot covered about 15 yards and the deer ran about 60 or 70 yards before going down.

Schumacher noted he’s hunted with bow and gun for more than 30 years and he’s known people who have seen the buck but it was hard to believe.

The deer, referred to as “Lucky Buck,” has an inside antler spread of 20 1/2 inches. Its field-dressed weight was about 225 pounds. Estimates are that the deer is at least 4 1/2 years old.

Schumacher says the memory will be preserved with a shoulder mount.

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Information from: The Reporter, http://www.fdlreporter.com

Satchel Paige
(1906-1982)

Satchel Paige was the nearest thing to a legend that ever came out of the Negro Leagues. The tall, lanky right hander parlayed a pea-sized fastball, nimble wit, and a colorful personality into a household name that is recognized by people who know little about baseball itself, and even less about the players who performed in the Jim Crow era of organized baseball. His name has become synonymous with the barnstorming exhibitions played between traveling black teams and their white counterparts.

A mixture of fact and embellishment, Satchel’s stories are legend. From this rich array of folklore come stories of his pulling outfielders to sit behind the mound while he proceeded to strike out the side with the tying run on base; stories of him intentionally walking the bases loaded so that he could pitch to Josh Gibson, the most dangerous hitter in black baseball; stories of him repeatedly striking out the first nine batters he faced in exhibition games; stories of him throwing twenty straight pitches across a chewing gum wrapper that was being used for home plate; stories of him throwing so hard that the ball disappeared before it reached the catcher’s mitt. And the stories go on. They are endless. But the facts are also impressive.

Satchel began his professional career in 1926 and soon thereafter established himself as a gate attraction and began playing the year around. His greatest popularity came when he joined the Pittsburgh Crawfords during the early 1930’s and for whom he compiled marks of 32-7 and 31-4 in 1932-33. His stay there was interrupted with frequent salary disputes during which intervals Satch would barnstorm against all levels of competition.

Ultimately he jumped to the Dominican Republic, and then to Mexico, where he develped a sore arm in 1938. After signing with the Kansas City Monarchs, his arm “came back,” and he also developed a curve and his famous hesitation pitch to add to his “bee-ball,” “jump-ball,” “trouble-ball,” “long-ball” and the other pitches in his repertoire.

Satchel pitched the Monarchs to four consecutive Negro American League Pennants (1939-42), culminating in a clean sweep of the powerful Homestead Grays in the 1942 World Series, with Satchel himself winning three of the games. In 1946 he helped pitch the Monarchs to their fifth pennant during his tenure with the team. Satchel also pitched in five East-West Black All-Star games, being credited with two victories in the mid-season classic.

Bill Veeck finally brought him to the major leagues in 1948 as the oldest rookie ever to play major league baseball. He registered a 6-1 record with a 2.48 ERA to help pitch the Indians to the pennant and World Series victory that year. Veeck and Paige teamed up again, with the St. Louis Browns in 1951, where Satchel relaxed in his own personal rocking chair in the bullpen when not in action. Twelve years after making appearances in the All-Star games of 1952-53, Satch at the dubious age of 59, pitched three innings for the A’s to become the oldest man to pitch in a major league game.

In 1971, on the proudest day of his life, Satchel was elected to the National Baseball Hall of Fame, becoming the first player elected from the Negro Leagues.

Years played:
1926-50

Positions played:
pitcher

Teams:
Birmingham Black Barons, Baltimore Black Sox, Cleveland Cubs, Pittsburgh Crawfords, Kansas City Monarchs, New York Black Yankees, Memphis Red Sox, Philadelphia Stars

Comparable Players:
Bob Feller, Dizzy Dean

For Additional Information:
Maybe I’ll Pitch Forever, by LeRoy “Satchel” Paige and David Lipman
Don’t Look Back, by Mark Ribowsky

Article found at http:// www.Blackbaseball.Com

Someone apparently needs to explain to me why nearly every single performer who sings the National Anthem before a game feels the need to “ham” it up. I just got done watching Martina McBride sing what possibly was the finest rendition of the Anthem i can remember hearing……….until the last line,when the dreaded hamming produced this bone for me to pick. It is MY opinion that the National Anthem should be sung simply the way its written, not with the feigned soulful interjections or vocal soloing that turn what should be a humble salute to OUR great nation into a shameless self-promotion. It is NOT a concert performers, and although you were chosen due to your popularity i’m sure, the people there didn’t come to listen to you sing the National Anthem like its “Mustang Sally” at the local tavern’s karaoke night. I am tired of it, I am offended by it…..have some respect.

Have a great photo? We want to see it! Post all your great pics here fishing, hunting, sports, ANYTHING! This is a pic of the Hale-Bopp Comet that i took behind my house in 1997. I spent many hours trying to capture it, bracketing over 600 exposure times until i finally got lucky.

Christy Mathewson

The dominant pitcher of his era and one of five all-time greats originally inducted into the Hall of Fame, Mathewson looked like the classic American hero: tall, blond, and blue-eyed, with a reputation for clean living and good sportsmanship that was often held up as a splendid example for the nation’s youth. While those virtues were surely exaggerated, his pitching skills were not. He retired with 372 wins (fourth all-time), 78 shutouts (third), and a 2.13 ERA (fifth).The son of a gentleman farmer, Mathewson attended Bucknell University, where he was class president, an excellent field goal kicker, and, of course, star pitcher. Leaving Bucknell in 1899 to pitch for Taunton (New England League), he advanced to Norfolk (Virginia League) the following year and went 20-2. The Giants bought him for $1,500, but returned him to Norfolk when he lost his first three decisions, declaring the deal cancelled and demanding their money back. He was then drafted by the Reds for $100 and traded to the Giants for sore-armed Amos Rusie, who had not pitched since 1898. Reds’ owner John T. Bush was about to buy the Giants and wanted a promising pitcher when he got there.

In 1901 Mathewson won 20 games with a 2.41 ERA for the Giants, but manager Horace Fogel still did not believe his young star would win consistently, and had him practice at first, shortstop, and in the outfield. John McGraw arrived in mid-1902 to quickly put a stop to such experiments, and from 1903 to 1914 Mathewson never won fewer than 22 games.

Mathewson’s pitching was marked by intelligence, good mechanics, and outstanding control (he walked only 1.6 batters per nine innings), but he also had a magic pitch. Today’s screwball, he called it his “fadeaway,” a reverse curve that broke in to righthanded batters. Thrown with an extremely unnatural twist of the arm, he rarely threw more than a dozen a game, but the threat was always there. Combined with his other outstanding pitches, it made him one of baseball’s rare masters. He could breeze through a game on 75 or 80 pitches, often holding something back for what he called “pitching in a pinch” (the name of his book).

Mathewson was only 14-17 in his second full season, but led the NL with eight shutouts and posted a fine 2.11 ERA. The following year he won 30 games and led the league in strikeouts, feats he would repeat in 1904 and 1905. In the 1905 World Series, Matty turned in one of baseball’s best postseason performances, shutting out the Athletics in Games One, Three, and Five, allowing only 14 total hits, as the Giants took the Series 4-1. In 1906-07 Christy’s brother Henry pitched three games for the Giants, going 0-1; until Gaylord and Jim Perry broke their record, Christy and Henry held the record for wins by brothers.

Mathewson’s finest regular season was 1908, as he led the league in wins (37), ERA (1.43), strikeouts (259), and shutouts (12), but the Giants finished a game behind the Cubs. Between 1911 and 1914 Mathewson won 98 games to young Grover Alexander’s 96, but when Matty slipped to 8-14 in 1915 Alexander won 31, and the mantle of the league’s best pitcher was passed. In 1916 he was traded to the Reds, where he won the one game he pitched before leading them to two fourth-place finishes as manager. When he retired, Matty had won the ERA title and the strikeout crown five times each and had led the NL in wins and shutouts four times each.

Off the field, public reputation aside, some found him brusque and stand-offish, others said he had a swelled head. He was also known to break a contract, once signing with the Philadelphia Athletics before changing his mind and jumping back to the Giants. Still, he lent considerable prestige to the players’ unionizing efforts in 1912, and while managing once suspended Hal Chase for “indifferent playing.” He was also one of the few to publicly state he thought the White Sox were throwing the 1919 WS.

Enlisting as an Army captain in 1918, he served overseas and was gased in a training exercise, thereafter suffering from tuberculosis. He coached with the Giants in 1919-20, but spent much of his time upstate, fighting TB. He served as part-time president of the Braves in 1923, and died two years later at the age of 47. (ADS)A.D. Suesdorf

Tyler Rose hasn’t been able to walk normally for six years

02:09 AM CDT on Friday, September 5, 2008

By Matt Musil / 11 News

Surgery may have Earl Campbell back on his feet

Sept. 4, 2008

HOUSTON — Earl Campbell was the No. 1 draft pick for the Houston Oilers and after six seasons with Luv Ya Blue was inducted into the Pro Football Hall of Fame. The Tyler Rose was once considered the toughest running back in the NFL and made a living by running over defenders.

For the past six years, though, the Heisman Trophy winner has been unable to walk normally or without pain. A new brand of surgery, however, may give No. 34 the ability to get around again without pain.

“When I first saw Earl, I was overwhelmed by how disabled he was,” said spinal specialist Dr. Stan Jones, who performed the corrective surgery on Campbell’s back.

The procedure called for fusing spinal discs together and removing some unwanted medical hardware from surgeries of the past.

“All of this was in his back,” said Dr. Jones, as he emptied a large bag of surgical screws.

Campbell said he would not forget the first time he was helped out of bed after the surgery.

“Then the doc says, ‘Come on, let’s go for a walk,’” Campbell said with shock on his face. “I said, Huh? This is just the second day (after surgery). I just had this done yesterday.”

Dr. Jones answered, “’I know, but we are going to go for a walk,’” Campbell recalled.

Some doctors had told Campbell that his problems were in part hereditary, but Dr. Jones said Campbell has a bad back for one reason alone.

“He had a beat up back,” said Dr. Jones, blaming the Hall of Famer’s injuries on his bashing running style of his playing days.

Even with the pain and surgeries, Campbell said he would never change the way he played the game in which he took on tacklers without backing down.

However, in what may be a surprise to many, Campbell said he never watches the game that made him famous.

“I guess it’s like a guy (who has) been to war or something. It’s something I don’t get a kick out of,” said Campbell.

Now that he can stand upright, Campbell’s next goal is to beat his old coach Bum Phillips in a round of golf when his recovery is complete in about six months.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWKtv4gxuvQ

IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE: YAZ EXTOLS RICE

By Dan Shaughnessy Globe Columnist / January 14, 2009

Carl Yastrzemski is the greatest living Red Sox player, a title he assumed when Ted Williams died in the summer of 2002.

Yaz almost died himself last summer, but he survived a heart event and six-hour triple-bypass surgery, and yesterday he was in the mood to talk about his recovery and some of the nice things Jim Rice said about him Monday.

Rice’s election to the Hall of Fame put an exclamation point on Boston’s half-century of Hall of Fame left fielders. Yaz picked up the torch from Teddy Ballgame in 1961, turned it over to Rice in 1975, and now the trio will be appropriately immortalized in Cooperstown.

“I don’t think any other team can say that,” said Yastrzemski, speaking over the phone from Florida. “It’s unbelievable. And it makes me happy that we all played our entire career for the Red Sox.”

Truly amazing. Williams was a rookie in 1939. He retired in 1960 and Yaz was there to take over left in 1961. Yaz was the Red Sox captain when Jim Ed Rice came up from Pawtucket in September of 1974. Captain Carl happily ceded the left-field turf to Rice in the spring of ‘75.

“Most of all, my hat goes off to Carl Yastrzemski, because if Yaz had told Zim at that time, ‘I’m still playing left field, I don’t want to go to first base,’ I would have been sitting on the bench,” remembered Rice. “But Yaz came out in left field and said, ‘Jimmy, I’m going to show you how to play left field.’ Yaz took two balls off the left-field wall and said I could have it.”

“It was very simple,” said Yastrzemski, the maestro of the Monster. “You wanted to have his bat in the lineup. I just talked to him about the Wall. It had just been converted from tin to fiberglass and the bounces were more true. I give Jimmy credit. He worked hard out there. And Johnny Pesky hit him a lot of balls. Pesky did a lot for him.”

There was even the transfer of a fielder’s mitt.

“Yaz played with only one outfield glove and I have it at my home,” said Rice. “He asked for it one day and I said, ‘I can’t give it back, it’s mine.’ ”

Yastrzemski has a different story.

“Yes, I gave him a glove, but it was one of the ones I hadn’t broken in yet,” he said. “I used the same outfielder’s glove my whole career and I’ve got it at home. You could say it’s pretty well broken in. It’s probably only half of the size of the ones they use today.

“I’ll say this about Jimmy: He was overdue for the Hall of Fame. I couldn’t understand that. One of the greatest things I remember about him came when Don Zimmer was manager, probably in 1977 or ‘78. We had played a game and I went into Zim’s office and he’d already started to make out the lineup card for the next day.

“There were only two names on his card: my name and Jim Rice. Zim said, ‘You two go to the post every day, so I put your names in there the night before.’ I took that as a tremendous compliment.”

Yaz is rarely seen around town. He threw out the ceremonial first pitch before the first game of the 2007 World Series, but he endured a scare last Aug. 19 when he underwent emergency surgery at Massachusetts General Hospital.

“It crossed my mind that that might have been it,” said the beloved outfielder, now 69. “It really was not a pleasant thing to go through. I was like, ‘Can’t I just take some medicine?’ Then came the six-hour surgery. Lucky for me, I was in a great hospital and had a great doctor.”

The scare gave Yaz a chance to feel the love from legions of friends and citizens of Red Sox Nation.

“There were a couple of thousand get-well cards sent to Mass. General and a couple of hundred Mass cards and prayer cards,” he said. “It was unbelievable. I felt great about that, I really did. I heard from a lot of people I hadn’t heard from in a long time.”

Now he’s playing golf every other day and working out three times a week. He still fishes every chance he gets and he’s keeping a close eye on two of his ballplaying grandsons, one in college and one on the way.

Next month, Yaz plans to be in Fort Myers, Fla., working with young hitters in the Red Sox minor league camp.

He’s even quit smoking. That’s like Bill O’Reilly quitting talking.

“I feel great,” said Yaz.

Maybe we’ll see him back at Fenway this summer. Hopefully, he’ll come around when Rice’s No. 14 goes up on the right-field facade alongside Ted’s No. 9 and Yaz’s No. 8. They are forever linked, in Cooperstown, in bronze, and in our memory.

Dan Shaughnessy can be reached at dshaughnessy@globe.com.

© Copyright 2009 Globe Newspaper Company.

5) He still fears a George Blanda comeback and needs a couple more years to pad his INT record

4) Mathematics hasn’t retired the number 4, he must still have a J O B

3) The Networks won’t let him…. because if he does, Madden and the other announcers lose 75% of their vocabulary

2) Because he isnt as comfortable in real life as he would have you believe he is in his Wrangler jeans

1) Because he locked the keys for his Hum-v in his special private room whilst trying to fit in with his  Jets team mates

Greg Maddux became the ninth pitcher in big league history to win 350 games, reaching the plateau in his fifth try and leading the San Diego Padres to a 3-2 win over the Colorado Rockies on Saturday night.

With Adrian Gonzalez hitting a three-run homer and the Padres ending a five-game losing streak, Mad Dog held the Rockies to an unearned run - set up by his three-base throwing error - and three hits in six innings. He struck out one and walked none.

Trevor Hoffman pitched the ninth for his sixth save in eight chances, extending his big league career record to 530.

The 42-year-old Maddux (3-3) improved to 350-217 in 23 big league seasons. It’s another milestone to go along with his four NL Cy Young Awards, one World Series championship and a record 17 Gold Glove Awards.

Hoffman usually keeps the final ball from his saves, unless the starting pitcher reaches a milestone.

“Trev gave me the ball. That was cool,” said Maddux, the only active pitcher with 350 wins and the first to reach the mark since Roger Clemens did it last July 22, against Minnesota. “I’ll take any free ball I can get. I’ll give it to my kid. Let him go play with it somewhere.”( the above are clips from an article posted in the Milwaukee Journal )