Bob Davidson thought he had made the correct call. In his mind, it wasn’t even debatable.
Nevertheless, after the umpire declared a runner safe on a swipe of second base during a contest at Dodger Stadium in 1984, Los Angeles skipper Tommy Lasorda stormed out of the dugout.
Davidson, then in just his third big league season, prepared for the worst. He got something different.
“All he talked about was an Italian restaurant he ate at and how the wine was bad,” Davidson said. “He said, ‘Hey, you have to throw me out, because I have 48,000 people in the ballpark.’ I remember the ‘argument’ was heated.”
A shouting match between a manager and umpire doesn’t always contain the dialogue fans envision. Umpires must wear an assortment of hats. Aside from delivering the proper calls, they often moonlight as therapists when a skipper voices his frustration about his team’s play or, in Lasorda’s case, vents about lousy Italian fare. The masked men must also perfect the art of acting, because the slightest hint of a grin or laughter can reveal the true immaterial content of the supposedly tempestuous talk.
“There have been times when I thought it was quite hysterical the way a manager was going about it and what he was doing,” said umpire Tom Hallion, who has 22 years of big league experience. “Obviously, being a professional, you can’t show those emotions out on the field. You have to stand there and argue back at them, or take it like it’s a serious matter.”
As Lasorda spouted off about tortellini and vermicelli, crew chief John Kibler joined the huddle to listen to the skipper’s gripe.
“Kibler had to put his hand over his mouth, because he started laughing and that would give it away,” Davidson said.
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1. CFBF Hates Hyphens Posted: December 17, 2012 at 11:55 AM (#4326630)Heh.
I've always wondered what arguments over some of the more basic disputes sound like. When Fredi Gonzalez was arguing the infield-fly call in the wild card game, OK, there's a lot to discuss there. But when you're talking out/safe or ball/strike, how much can you really say?
Manager: That was a terrible call! He was safe.
Ump: No, he was out.
Manager: He got his hand in before the tag!
Ump: No, the tag was there first.
Manager: Nah-uh!
Ump: Uh-huh!
Pretending to argue so you get thrown out happens all the time in the movies, it's kind of surprising that it might actually be a real thing.
Perhaps it's like how "The Godfather" influenced Mafia mannerisms, rather than the other way around.
Also, while I'm sure LaSorda can give me the lowdown on where to go to get a good quantity of food, I'm not sure I'd trust his opinion on quality.
My favorite Harry Caray -- Steve Stone moment went something like this:
"And the catcher goes out to the mound. What do they have to talk about Stoney, where to go for dinner tonight?"
"He's telling him that the batter is peeking back to steal location so he's going to set up on one side of the plate but wants the pitcher to throw to the other."
"Oh."
And that's what happened.
The pitcher (obviously) lost the argument with the ump (don't recall if he was tossed) and Hornsby had no sympathy for "the ump blew the call" as an argument.
How? Wouldn't that just play out like this?
Umpire: "You're being dumb. Go back to the dugout..."
Manager: "...has this subtle mix of oregano and cumin..."
Umpire: "No, really, stop talking and get back to the dugout."
Manager: "...after you put the penguin meat in..."
Umpire: *ejects*
The only problem with that is that you'll immediately be in a real and really heated argument if you don't play along.
I've been on the receiving end of arguments when somebody is genuinely ######. No fun.
I meant why not laugh if LaSorda's making a fool of himself? Why go along with the act?
Umpire: "You're being dumb. Go back to the dugout..."
Manager: "...has this subtle mix of oregano and cumin..."
Umpire: "No, really, stop talking and get back to the dugout."
Manager: "...after you put the penguin meat in..."
Umpire: go back to the dugout now or the next time one of your players complains at all, he's gone. And don't waste my time again.
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