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Some of our all-time favorite players: Matt Hopper, University of Nebraska. What a
great guy. One of our players tipped us off that during summer ball, some
of his teammates took him on a “Snipe Hunt.” He totally fell for the
gig. The best part was, he told all his teammates that he though he actually saw
one! At any rate, we had fun with it, including a fake “snipe” doll,
Snipe calls, and our favorite list of 104 ways to prepare Snipe. His team
was laughing, our team…the whole stands new it. I actually felt sorry
for the guy, but hey, I never fell for the snipe gag… Duke Gonzales, Eastern New Mexico University: This guy was great. We called him "THE DUKE" for lack of a better name. He was about 6'2" and 260lbs. The guy could hit like a monster but when he would hack, man did he hack. I guess the best moment was when we caught him pulling down his pants to "adjust" in the dugout. Man, did we let him have it. We sent this guy a squeeze bottle for if nothing else, keeping US in stitches in the stands. Jim Berger, Kearney State (Neb.): Back in the days when Tech's
non-conference schedule was littered with these kinds of teams, we got to know this guy
pretty well. Jim Berger, well, you can guess where we went with that - Cheeseberger,
Hamberger, Spamberger, .....and so on. Jim finally had to break down, step out of the box
and give us the thumbs up. Mike Bohney, Baylor University: This guy was fun since his Step-Brother was a fraternity brother of Chris Snead and he sat with us the entire series. But really, the only thing we did was sing "Mike Bohney lies over the ocean, Mike Bohney lies over the sea......" It was a riot. The best part was when on Sunday, the entire stands sang "bring back, bring back, oh bring back Mike Bohney to me, to me...", Seriously, the entire stands. Robert Harris, Texas A&M University: We ragged this guy because he thought he was a tremendous player. He wore these God-awful glasses on the field that looked like bottle caps. The Tech baseball team had taken to calling him "Nerd." One day before a Saturday game in College Station, they sent the manager to the convenience store to buy some "NERDS", the little candies. Between innings, Tech shortstop Deon Ruecker sprinkled the Nerds at shortstop and when he got there, we started in on the chant: "Nerd, Nerd Nerd, Nerd..." I don't think he ever got it. Todd Gangacz, Temple University: By the time we were done with him, he wanted to quit baseball, we started calling him "gas can" on Friday, by the following Sunday when they left he hated us. Every game (seven in all) we gave him an update of his trip in a fictional "letter to mom." Every letter started with "Dear Mom, I hate Lubbock..." Sunday, he came up and sat with us and told us how much he enjoyed it. He was a good sport. We like that! Victor Vargas, University of Wyoming: The original potty mouth. We had ragged this guy continuously all weekend and Wyoming had lost the first two games to us. Snead and Hamilton had just been giving them the business about being in the WAC and Vargas was just dropping the F-bomb on us. Well, it was a pretty close game on Saturday before the DH for Wyoming just hits a grand salami to blow the game wide open. The first one out of the dugout was Victor Vargas and while it was real quiet in the park, he yells out "It's F-----g outta here!" Needless to say, we let him hear about it. Shea Morenz, University of Texas: This guy was the prima donna's prima donna. You've never seen anyone as arrogant over nothing in your life. Well, he did little to impress the hecklers in his only trip to Lubbock. We started off the Saturday game by going right down to the corner of the dugout and for a straight 15 minutes, Snead and Cullen just ripped him while he threw soft toss. It was one of those deals where you know he wanted to say something but he couldn't, but you could see the back of his ears and neck just turning red. Later, every time he came to bat, we yelled, "here comes Zach Thomas" in reference to the multitude of times he was sacked by Zach in Jones during the previous football game (a 33-9 loss). Later still, we took the former Miss Lubbock, Eve Johnson, down to right field to say hi. She kept waving at him to look at her. He never did, Finally, she tried to entice him with a show of her legs on the fence, he didn't react to that either (although Center Fielder Jerry Taylor did), at long last Snead stuck his leg up on the fence and said "hey Shea, what do you think of my legs!?" The crowd just died! Shea turned beet red! It was classic... Derrick Duke, University of Texas: 'ol Derrick was one of those famous UT football/baseball guys that Gus always seemed to have. Derrick had a particularly big mouth and he talked a lot of trash after UT won the opening game of the series on Friday night in 1993, in fact, he was the inspiration for the hecklers going down the lines and ragging a guy. We went out to right field and just unloaded on this guy, about the time he really started paying attention to the hecklers (flipping us the bird, cussing us), Clint Bryant slapped an opposite field screamer right at him that he never saw cause he was messing with the hecklers. Regardless of that, he got to the ball late, and fired a shot....right into the ground that three hopped to the cut off man. Needless to say, Derrick Duke got yanked from the game and we just let him have it. We didn't hear much from him the rest of the series. Todd Incanoloupo, Providence College: We were really worried about this guy. Seriously, this was Tech's first ever Regional game and we were going to face this guy from Providence who came in with a 1.24 ERA and a 10-0 record....needless to say, we made short work of him. In one inning, Tech raised his ERA a full point. After the 24-5 drumming, Incanaloupo attributed the loss to pitching in a stadium as opposed to the rinky-dink field that Providence normally played in. Sheesh! Greg Mousadakis, Texas Christian: This was a guy from the 1999 team. He was fun but the real gag was to sing his name to the "Macarena."Mike Ohm, West Texas A&M: What a guy. Every time he would come to the plate, we would break into a mantra of "Ohm........ohm........ohm, ala the spiritual chant. He loved it so much that he gave Snead a hat. Scotty Scott, West Texas A&M: He was one of the original players for WT when they started the program up in the mid nineties. This was right about the time that Snoop Doggy Dog was hitting the charts pretty big, well put one with the other and you had Snoop Scotty Scott. Scotty was a fun guy and handled it well although he needed a road map in the outfield. Daylan Holt, Texas A&M: Although he is one of Texas A&M greatest players, he has had some of his worst games against Tech. We got in his kitchen with the chants of " Daylan, Daaaaaaaylan, Daylan come and he want to strike out!" Also, the " Fast ball, curve ball, change up ....you out! Daylan come and he want to strike out!" One of the best moments was when we noticed that Daylan was wearing what appeared to be a a tennis bracelet on his wrist. From that point on, we wanted to know what he was getting his boyfriend for valentines day. Brooks Kieschnick, University of Texas: Ol' Brooksy Baby! This is the guy that was responsible for the "Step" routine that we do today. If you ever saw Brooks bat, you know that when he sat there in the box waiting for the pitch, he would wiggle, hence the "wiggle, wiggle, wiggle" This guy was the ultimate primadonna but he could back it up. He hit one of the longest homers I have ever seen in my life out of Dan Law. I remember the last time he was here in 1992, after a base hit, he calls for time out and has manager bring out his satin "Texas" jacket so he could run the bases (he was pitching that night too), no problem, but he takes like 10 minutes to button the dang thing up and make sure that all the dust was brushed off. What a Sheila! Peter Gardere, University of Texas: Here was another of those famous football/baseball guys that UT always seemed to have, except for the fact that Gardere wasn't any good. He was the starting QB for UT for four years and they were so brutal. He wasn't much better at baseball although he was highly touted. It just so happened that in his senior year, UT played Tech in Lubbock on NFL draft weekend, well every time he came to bat, Snead would yell, "Hey Peter, the Falcons called, they don't want you!" Then later he would yell, "Hey Peter, the Patriots called, they don't want you either..." Classic! Tony Lucca, Oklahoma State: Tony was a rather large fellow and naturally got the fat guy stuff. But where we really got him was the song we sung. Remember that folksy song back in 1990 called "My name is Luka?" Sure enough, we sang it to him with some changes. "My name is Luca, I eat on the second floor" or "I can't go on the second floor" or "the chef won't let me through the door" and so on.... Kit Pellow, University of Arkansas: With a name like Kit, you knew he had to be a fun guy, and he was. The best thing about him was that when we met him after the 1996 regional in Lubbock, he told us how much he liked us ragging him. We didn't really do that much to him but we always made God-awful cat noises when he came to the plate to hit. McGregor Byers. University of Texas: Are you starting to see a trend here, UT always had a good supply of players that were worth ragging. McGregor was strange though because he brought it on himself by calling Snead and Les Cullen a couple of "slap dicks." Well, from that point on, McGregor was marked. Needless to say, he did not have a good series. Lane Supak, West Texas A&M: He was the opening day shortstop for the West Texas A&M Buffaloes when they resumed baseball. I think it was the last time he started a game. Though he tried and tried, he couldn't get over the fact that he had no talent. The Hecklers adopted Supak as sort of a cult following by starting the "Lane Supak Fan Club." We had a sign made up and everything. Poor Lane, he looked so good sitting on the bench, he even had the Mr. T. starter set with like six gold chains around his neck. He was a good sport. One of his teammates told us that he had the Fan club sign up in his locker the rest of the season. Elvin Nina, Oklahoma State: This guy was a weird one, he got on our bad side by flipping us off from the dugout in the series in Lubbock. Then got into trouble with his coach Tom Holliday after that series when Tom described Nina as a "cancer." Nina and Holliday got into in the dugout at the Big 12 tournament in Oklahoma City. Suprisingly, Holliday brought him in to pitch against Tech after telling the press he wouldn't be used. That led us to the phrase "Nina is a cancer and I won't ever use him again.....unless I need him." John Michael Herrera, New Mexico State: The only thing he really did was welch on a promise to Snead. He and Snead made a deal that if he gave Snead a hat that he would not be ragged by Snead on the Sunday game. Sunday came and no hat, he was refereed to as the "welcher" the rest of the weekend. Beau Craig, Southern Cal: He was a great sport. He said some nice things about the hecklers in the paper after the Saturday game. He mentioned that we didn't pick up on the fact that it was his birthday. Needless to say, the party was on in the stands. For the Sunday game, we showed up with cupcakes, a present, banners, and got everyone in the two closest sections to sign a birthday card for Beau. Nearly 200 people signed the card! Trevor Tulley, UT-Pan American: Trevor Tulley sort of reminded us of Lane Supak. He got our attention in the first game of the series by being noticeably the loudest cheerleader they had on the bench when Pan Am took a 1-0 lead on Tech. He was much quieter when they lost 6-1. Regardless of that, that evening, Snead had an epiphany as he played with his young daughter. Seeing one of her Teletubbies, he commandeered "Dipsy" (the green one--appropriate as UTPA's colors were green and white), and took it to the Sunday game. As chance would take it, Trevor made it into the lineup on Sunday at second base. Each time he came to bat, we ran Dipsy up the fence. We even thought about giving Dipsy to Trevor but quickly thoughts of Snead's daughter hating him forever squelched the idea. Trevor's box score: 4 AB, 0 hits, 3 K's, 2 E's. Nice effort. After the game, he brought us an autographed ball inscribed: "For my #1 fans, Luv Ya, Bronc Baseball #1, See you in Omaha...." I don't think so Trevor. There's new entries being made to this list all the time... |