March 7, 2011

Roy Or Super-Roy?

Apologies to Roy O, who is from Mississippi, not Alabama
Roy Oswalt gets the start today as the Phils pay a visit to the Yankees. We're so happy to have him as our third (third!) starter now, but did you know that a serious shoulder injury almost ended Little Roy's career way back in 1999? According to his own woefully-outdated website and Wikipedia:

"In 1999—when Oswalt was with the Class A Michigan Battle Cats in the Midwest League—he suffered an apparently serious shoulder injury. After a month of pain, Oswalt was convinced that his shoulder was torn. Shortly thereafter, he was checking the spark plug wires on his pickup truck. He touched one of the spark plug wires, causing the truck's engine to start. The truck's electric current flowed through Oswalt's body and the muscles in his hand tightened on the spark plug wire. Unable to let go of it, Oswalt grasped the wire for almost one minute. After the electric shock, Oswalt told his wife that his shoulder's condition improved and that he no longer felt any pain. According to Sports Illustrated, he reported it thus: 'My truck done shocked the fire out of me, and my arm don't hurt no more.'"

Ben Franklin would be proud!

Wow. We sure are glad that didn't kill you, Roy. Now just change the bio on your website so it doesn't say you hope to win a World Championship for the Astros, please. :(=

4 comments:

James Generic said...

Its almost like the kid from "Rookie of the Year" becoming the closer for the Chicago Cubs after falling on his arm and then suddenly being able to throw a 101mph fastball.

The key to success in baseball is freak accidents.

So did Ryan Howard get hit in the arm by a hammer in a bar fight, and healed to become a slugger?

James Generic said...

ps: I think Chase needs a love letter right about now

Nadine said...

Ha! We're working on it... takes a while to write a sonnet worthy of Chase Utley.

Michael Tom said...

I'm still waiting to develop my own super powers from the time Nadine's pet evil-former-lab-rat bit the hell out of my finger... unfortunately, I don't think squeezing my body through small cracks is the start of a winning baseball career. Next time I'll be sure to be bitten by a radioactive cheetah