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Sometimes it’s Not Who You Play….But WHEN You Play Them….

Posted: November 4, 2025 in Uncategorized
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We went into this game against Encino-Crespi with a six-game winning streak. Crespi was coming in with a sixteen game winning streak of their own. They were hot. Verdugo was the last team to beat them….a 10-3 ass-kicking down at Stengel where the final score wasn’t really indicative of how badly they got their asses kicked.

We were fortunate that we didn’t have to face Jeff Suppan that night. He was there that night….but had pitched the day before. Now we play them again….and by “the luck of the draw” we weren’t going to have to face him. Suppan was clearly going to be a major-league pitcher one day.

So it isn’t who you play….but when you play them. Suppan isn’t pitching, and the Crespi ball club had an interesting philosophy for their summer Legion Program. Scott Muckey, the head coach of the high school team ran the program in the summer and his roster was all underclassmen. Think about that for a minute. They were in the same position we were in….one win away from “the next tournament” and had accomplished this without one senior on their roster. “Muck” as he was known to many….was a great coach and was a lot of fun at the managers meetings we had in the offseason and during the season.

At a 20th District coaches meeting, I was usually sitting at a table shooting the shit with Les Riley from Sun Valley….maybe Fat Jody….all of my “greatest enemies” ….I’d sit right down with any and all……”how you been? You ever get over that defeat we gave you last year?” Provocative as I always am….I was just tossing them a softball question they could usually answer with two words….”fuck you”…and as soon as they would come back with that I knew we were good. Then “Muck” would appear.

Muck had his own style. He wouldn’t walk directly into the room. He would stay outside the door opening….visible to everyone….and he would start “giving signs” to us like he was in the third base coaching box. No words…..just signs. We’d flash a couple of signs back….I’d break the silence and say “increase your primary dickhead there’s a lefty on the mound” (trying to get him to enter the room)….then after we all had flipped him off he’d finally walk in. He chewed tobacco, played the guitar and drums, and probably smoked some weed as well.

I loved the guy…. One of the few coaches in the 20th District I had actually had a little respect for.

But when him and I got on a baseball field to “settle it” it was fucking war!!!! Did you hear that? Yeah….that’s right!!! FUCKING WAR!!!!

“Muck” was one of the greatest Southern Section CIF coaches of all time. Recording over 300 career wins….numerous league championships…and I believe two or three Southern Section Championships.

Sometimes in the summer he had really, really shitty teams because he used all underclassmen. He used Legion ball for his underclassmen to prepare for the next season at Crespi. He had some lousy seasons at Crespi as well. But he was a gamer. If he had the right group of guys….he could get those underclassmen across the finish line.

This was one of those groups that I’m talking about. We didn’t take them lightly at all. We played hard…they played hard….they won. It’s as simple as that. But going into this game, I liked our chances….because it’s not who you play….but when you play them. And anytime Suppan’s not pitching, I like our chances.

Muck got us this game. He also beat us in 1990 when Suppan was coming off his Freshman season at the high school. Suppan beat us 7-3. We swept them in ’93….a couple of one run games that I’m looking forward to writing about (including Dave Fielder’s “one small step for man….one giant leap for Verdugo HIlls” walkoff win)

I finished my “career” against Muckey with three wins and two losses. But to be honest, I’d swap all the W’s we had against him for this one win. It was a tough defeat to stomach.

RIP to “Muck”…. he passed away a few years ago. Thanks for the battles and the chess matches coach.

Let’s get to the Crespi game and let ‘Ol Gee tell the story.

“The Call” (Part ONE)

Posted: October 26, 2025 in Uncategorized
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Yeah Verdugo won. Yeah yeah yeah. I got the call. I hadn’t talked to this guy in a while. Not since I was the head coach of his JV Team last season. The head coach of the CV Baseball Team called me to congratulate me on “a helluva season”….

I was asked back to coach at the high school for the ’92 season but declined. We were on good terms with one another.

I mean it was a good call. It was good in that he made the call and that he was like “jeez coach you’re 22-3……I’ve been reading about it and following it in the papers all season long.” It was nice that he acknowledged what we had accomplished.

We spoke for about a half hour or so. He was curious about some of the players he had coming back next season. I don’t blame him for it. I gave him whatever information he needed or wanted and was happy to discuss where everyone was at in their “careers” and shared a few funny stories that had happened during the season.

“well who do you guys play next?” he asked……….

I told him but I was getting a little “concerned”……

“where is it being played? what time” By this time I was really bummed out. I couldn’t say to him “look….do me a favor and don’t show up…..I think it will be a distraction to the players”

I couldn’t say to him what Nancy Canale said to me on more than one occasion when she said “the players look forward to playing Legion more than playing for the high school because it’s like they let the animals out of their cages”

Don’t get me wrong I was happy that he acknowledged our season. I got along with him I would say very well. He knew me well enough from my coaching days with him to know about my propensity to establish “rituals” with the team. And how I was very superstitious.

We knew each other well enough to where we could both let the four-letter words fly, too. I knew what I could say to him, and what I couldn’t.

I tried like hell……

“hey coach you know how I feel about winning streaks” I told him……”yeah I sure do” he laughed…..”you know how I always say ‘you don’t fuck with a winning streak’ right” I said ……”oh yeah” he said.

“I’m going completely over the top to keep everything exactly the same before every game coach…..I wanna make sure they don’t SEE anything different, or HEAR anything different ….you wouldn’t believe the lengths I’ve gone to keep this winning streak going coach…I think we’ve rattled off six in a row now coach…..all we need is one more win…..and after we win….I don’t care what happens…..I’m just trying to protect these guys and this streak……You know what I’m saying coach?” laugh laugh laugh laugh

“Oh yeah I know……” he laughed

He didn’t get the message …..and I’ve spent the last 33 years wondering…..why the fuck did I answer the phone that day.

“Perfection is Short-Lived”

Posted: October 12, 2025 in Uncategorized
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I was happy to see our team play a damn near perfect game in Game One of the playoffs. I mention this because we were about to play three more playoff games that were “less-than perfect” and you know what? We won one of those games and the other two games could have gone either way.

Going into the playoffs we had the second best record in the 20th District at 20-3. Now we are 21-3. Now we get a showdown against a Notre Dame team that was now 22-2. We split the regular season games against them, so this win against Notre Dame was (in my mind) Verdugo’s “finest hour”……EVEN IF WE WOUND UP WINNING THE DISTRICT. This game was THE showdown that really put us on the map and accomplished my own personal goal of Verdugo becoming the “most feared team” in the 20th District.

And taking two out of three from the eventual 20th District Champs was special. Yeah….Jody won the District….but I always wondered if he ever told the tale about one team in particular he just couldn’t handle.

By the time this matchup had ended…..Everybody knew who Verdugo was and what we had accomplished. Obviously, I’d have liked to see the team go further.

Josh admitted to me after the season that he felt something “pop’ in his arm/shoulder when he pitched the playoff game against Newhall-Saugus.

He never would have come off the field (or the mound) for us…because he probably never would have said a word……………he was an incredibly strong-willed dude. But as to how far we would have gone if we advanced, our chances would have been dwindled with him not being able to pitch. But I know he still could have hit…and we were going to get Evans back from his broken arm the next week. But it would have been a challenging road ahead for us.

The Legion playoffs were played under (what was then) National League Rules. No DH. As you now know, all of MLB can use a DH. So we were going to see how Jim Parque and (unbelievably) Lance Evans could swing the bats. Evans in particular….as he was sporting a fucking CAST on his left arm. Hell….Evans wasn’t even supposed to play until he got his cast removed. The effort you guys put forth in these playoffs was nothing short of magnificent.

I’m into victories. Moral victories don’t mean much to me. But the things I saw in the four games DID make me realize there’s more to life than baseball. I kind of felt like the guy in the movie as things were slipping away….the cameras zooming in on his face where some kind of epiphany dawns on him and he sees something no one else can see….or maybe he is seeing for the first time what was hidden in plain sight….something hidden to him….something he was blinded by……because of his “ambitions”…………

My epiphany was “Jesus Christ look at the fucking EFFORT these guys are giving me!!!!”

Not that all of you hadn’t been doing that all season long. All of you had…..

It was just unreal the way you guys gave it up for Verdugo….and I want to thank you all for that. You guys played your fucking guts out….

Hack got hit hard in the Notre Dame game. Wiley got hit hard in the Chatsworth game. Big fucking deal. In both games our bats brought us back into the games….taking the lead in BOTH of those games, and closing it out against Fat Jody. A couple of plays going our way in the Chatsworth game and we may have beat them as well…..

I made some questionable decisions as well…..particularly in the Encino-Crespi game…..and I will be pointing them out as I write about that game.

You’ve heard me say “Here at Verdugo whatever you did….you’re forgiven for”

I say it jokingly (and I mean it yet it’s funny) but as you know “there’s truth in humor”….

We were all in this thing together. And I guess it’s my way of saying…..”hey guys I made a lot of mistakes too”

So maybe you guys will forgive me for my blunders as well…………

Come whatever may…..let’s get to the final three games of the ’92 season.

Verdugo 9 Newhall-Saugus 3

Posted: October 10, 2025 in Uncategorized
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I can officially say that we owned Newhall-Saugus. This was our fifth meeting with these guys over the last three seasons. They were a good team and made the playoffs every year, but never advanced. We had dominated them in our first four meetings, every game at their yard. We had just beaten these guys a couple of days earlier in the season finale (remember Turner yelling out “fence” to warn their left fielder not to run into the wall about five seconds after he smashed into it?)….so I went into this game a little worried because (really) how many times in a row can we beat a team that always makes the playoffs?

I mean….the law of averages will eventually catch up with you. But once again…we dominated them in an impressive come-from-behind win. Bull Oxen (after walking the first four hitters) settled down and fired a masterpiece, striking out nine and going all the way. At one point he was so dominant he retired 21 hitters IN-A-ROW….a Verdugo record that was never broken.

We played an errorless game. Not a single passed ball or wild pitch. Clutch hitting. Cowsill’s two run SHOT in the top of the sixth inning tied it at three and it was all Verdugo from that point forward. Meanwhile….Bull was dominating them. During his “run” of the 21 consecutive hitters he retired….only two balls were hit out of the infield. Haggs made four plays. Yves made four plays, “B’ made four plays…Thunder made a great play on a ball in foul territory….A couple of “routine” fly ball outs and the rest of the hitters got flat out MOWED down by Josh.

As a coach your goal is to get your team to play a perfect game. Sure…we gave up three runs but you know what? This game was as close to perfection as you could get from a team standpoint.

Yeah he walked the first four hitters. Big deal. I went out to the mound and was thinking to myself “there’s no way I’m taking him out”….and it was clear he didn’t want out. He had that look in his eye…..so I just kind looked at everyone in our huddle around the mound and said “let’s go”….

He got an out….then the next hitter got a base hit….

That made it 2-0 and the runner on second was trying to score. Hack Workman came up with the ball and BLEW DOWN the runner at the plate. HUGE fucking play!!!! Whatever momentum Newhall had at that point was gone. Josh struck out the next hitter and that ended their threat of a huge inning.

It took us a while to get the thunder going offensively. Robb Turner doubled in the top half of the fifth inning, and ended up getting WILD PITCHED home. That got us on the board but we still trailed 3-1.

But you all know the story with Verdugo. If you’re a starting pitcher and you’re facing Verdugo….the second time through our order is gonna get tougher…and if you make it through that the third time is going to be brutal.

In the sixth inning, Haggs came up with one out and ripped a base hit. Cowsill stepped up to the plate. He hit a SHOT about 400 feet down the left field line that was foul. That drew a visit from the Newhall-Saugus manager Pat Eggleston. I’m in the box at third base thinking “WTF is this guy bitching about?” well….it turns out he was accusing Cowsill of having a corked bat! WTF!?!? He probably knew the bat wasn’t illegal, he was trying to turn the momentum of the game back in his favor. You know….get in “B’s” head a little bit.

After the Umpire inspected the bat….and ruled that Cowsills bat was indeed LEGAL…..Old “B” decided to return the favor to ‘Old Pat Eggleston…..and on the very next pitch he UNCORKED a shot DEEP into the tennis courts over the left-center field fence!!!! It’s 3-3 now.

The seventh inning got worse for Newhall. Turner leads off with a walk, Fielder rips his second base hit of the game, they then INTENTIONALLY walk The Bull Oxen. Then their pitcher FIRES a wild pitch that scores Turner. It’s 4-3 Verdugo.

Up comes Ivan Moreno…he rips a base hit……its 6-3 Verdugo. That was all we got but for Newhall-Saugus….you could see it slipping away.

In the eighth inning Yves leads off with a base hit. Gabe then follows up with a base hit.

Up comes Hack. It’s still a tight game….I like a lead…but I really like a lead that’s out of “grand-slam-reach”

Hack could have broke the thing open with a hit…but I had him bunt. Does Hack look at me when I gave him the sign and give me attitude? Hell NO he didn’t. And that’s what I’m talking about when I mentioned “selfless play” ….Hack laid down a beauty….a perfectly executed Sacrifice bunt and we had runners at 2nd and third.

Fielder steps up….Base hit!!! It’s 7-3.

Moreno comes up with two outs and doubles everybody in!!!! It’s 9-3 Verdugo and all but over.

Bull finished ’em off in the ninth and Verdugo was 1-0. We put on an absolute clinic against a damn good team. We didn’t panic when Bull got off to a slow start. We didn’t lose focus after they shut us out the first four innings. One of my proudest moments coaching this team. Canale??? Nine innings….five hits….nine K’s and after walking the first four hitters….finishes the game with four walks!!!

Turner reaches base four times and has two hits.

Thunder reaches base Four times and has three hits.

Bull gets a hit.

Moreno with two hits a FOUR RBI….

Haggs gets a hit…

Cowsill with two hits and an electrifying Home Run

Yves gets a hit…

Gabe gets two hits….

Hack was hitless….but played a crucial role when he threw out the runner at the plate in the first inning and dropping the sac bunt that set the table for the three insurance runs we needed in the eighth inning…..

Next Up???? Fat Jody!!!!