The Sliders Softball team has a history as long as the Willeton Men’s Softball Association and the basis of this long association to the Sliders team has been the Good Times, Laughter and downright Fun washed out with an “OLD” and all seriousness left on the diamond with the tears of effort and trying.
From the first game under coach Bobby Boyd the team history is stained with many player stories both good and better.
In the game the Sliders coach Bob Boyd, better known as “Two Bob Bob” because he wore the number two with his name underneath on his playing shirt, came up to bat with Rosco Limpus pitching.
Bob let the first ball go through which went straight over the plate to be call for STRIKE 1.
Bearing in mind it was raining heavily, Bob then gave Rosco a bet that he couldn’t get another strike.
Bob had no intention of swinging at the ball. Rosco duly obliged and Bob was now on STRIKE 2.
Being a punter, Bob again challenged Rosco that he couldn’t get another strike.
Again Bob didn’t swing and Rosco once again pitched over the plate.
Bob trudged back to his team tent and gave a speech to the effect, “Now I want you guys to get out there and hit the ball not like me!”
The Arrks went onto a convincing 19 to 10 victory but “Two Bob Bob” had left his legacy for all time.
You can’t go past the Councillor
The Councillor was known for 2 things:
How much dribble came out of his mouth, and how he left the club!
Councillor had a view on everything and let everybody know about it. Even if you were talking to someone else or looking the other way, Councillor would drop in and give you his opinion.
Councillor got his nickname because he one ran for a councillor’s position at his local shire – or so the story goes!
I reckon, if he actually did run for the job, by the time the local elections came around, all the voting slips had already been flushed down the toilet along with the stuff that came out Councillor’s mouth.
All was not good in the Councillor’s mind that fateful day.
The Councillor was also the Slider’s pitcher and the results weren’t good – must have been reflecting on Election Day!
Anyhow the Sliders lost and the team did the usual post game analysis over a few Tooheys Old in the club rooms. But the Councillor was nowhere to be found. To this day we don’t know what happened to him, or how he got home.
All we know is there was a neat pile of his Sliders uniform in the middle of park, along with a hand scratched note “I Quit”.
Now how did he get home without that uniform on?
