Your worst sports moment of all time.

Funny thread considering I coached my first minor league baseball game last night. Our 9 year old pitcher was walking the bases loaded and sobbing so I went to talk to him, assuming he’s freaking out about having no control. Nope…he felt bad about pelting the hitter who was now on first base.

Oh yeah…these kids still have empathy for other human beings.🤣🤔🤔
If you haven't seen the videos/reels/tik-toks whatever on the coach who is mic'd up when he goes out to talk to his pitchers, you must find that.
HI-FUCKING-LARIOUS.
I can't even do justice to the shit talking he does to those kids.
9 year olds might be a little young to start talking trash to them, but when I was coaching high school kids back in the day, the kids just gobbled up talking trash. They were so used to the politically correct nonsense, they actually listened when you could make them laugh or get under their skin. They live in an internet shit talking world.
 
I shat my pants playing tee ball. It was almost the end of the game, so I toughed it out. When I got in the truck afterward my dad goes "did you shit your pants?" That was Chuck family language for "did you fart?". I looked at him dead serious and said yes. He was like "wait...what? Really?". I said yes and he just laughed. He would've laughed all the way home but it stunk pretty bad.
Freshman year playing JV hoops I hurt my knee and missed a week or so while the swelling went down. First game back I made a ridiculous turnover giving them a breakaway. I chased the guy down, and while attempting to go up behind him and block his layup I tripped over myself, hurt my knee again, and went down in a heap. He made the layup, got the and one for the foul, and I stayed on the floor in pain but more embarrassed than anything. Dark times. It's the only time I ever remember crying from getting hurt as that was frowned upon in my family. Sat the rest of the game in the locker room blubbering like a baby and wondering wtf was wrong with my knee. Turned out to be a torn ACL and big meniscus tear.
 
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This thread inspired me to post this.

You lying fuck J. You didnt play sports. You played sports at home by yourself, with an imaginary team and an imaginary "coach", ie den leader and scout master. Sodomy hurts, but there is light at the end of the tunnel. We here at hh are here for you. Not me, but your fellow den masters who suffered the same unfortunate poopsickles you did. Talk amongst yourselves, puppy gonna slip out the backdoor for a beer. Sorry about the reference .
And J, you didnt play hockey either. Tough kids play hockey. A 7 year old hockey player could kick your ass. Thomas and ex are already in the hospital
I remember when @DoubleJDawg first joined the site. He posted something innocuous and I responded with "DoubleJ you lying fuck." And he PM'd me totally confused and insisting he was telling the truth. I went on to explain the etymology of it all.
 
We were trailing by three and it was second and goal. 4 yard line. I thought - why not try the out pass? - they will never expect it
 
We were trailing by three and it was second and goal. 4 yard line. I thought - why not try the out pass? - they will never expect it
We were down by 1 to North Thurston in the playoffs on their 25 with no timeouts and like 10 seconds left and our quarterback spiked the ball *backwards* which is technically a fumble and ran out the clock.
 
Funny thread considering I coached my first minor league baseball game last night. Our 9 year old pitcher was walking the bases loaded and sobbing so I went to talk to him, assuming he’s freaking out about having no control. Nope…he felt bad about pelting the hitter who was now on first base.

Oh yeah…these kids still have empathy for other human beings.🤣🤔🤔
This reminded me of when I was 9, I drilled my best friend. He was crying, his mom came out of the bleachers. After about a 5 minute stoppage, he stole 2nd, laughing at me. That was it for me. From then on, no quarter, no mercy…
 
Senior year of golf, we kinda came out of nowhere to win the team district championship. We beat those snooty fags from Mark Morris, who won every other year of my high school career I’m pretty sure. I was in a 6 man playoff for two spots at state. Everyone from all the teams was following the group. I topped my fuckin drive off number 1 at Riverside(now number 10), and 3 putted for double when a bogey would have gotten me to state.
Hey, I'm one of those snooty fags from Mark Morris! Just not one of the golf fags. 😉 ⇐ $75k
 
Senior year of golf, we kinda came out of nowhere to win the team district championship. We beat those snooty fags from Mark Morris, who won every other year of my high school career I’m pretty sure. I was in a 6 man playoff for two spots at state. Everyone from all the teams was following the group. I topped my fuckin drive off number 1 at Riverside(now number 10), and 3 putted for double when a bogey would have gotten me to state.
Hey, I'm one of those snooty fags from Mark Morris! Just not one of the golf fags. 😉 ⇐ $75k
There were really just two in particular I hated. A couple grade A Longview Country Club dickheads.
 
I lost my first varsity wrestling match 12-0. Dude knew everything I was going to do before I even did it. Hyun Um beat me like a rented mule.
 
7th or 8th grade playing soccer. An opposing player and I end up on the ground, tangled up. I’m still trying to get the ball and probably kicked him. He then stomped me in the nuts. I screamed like a little bitch and was on the sideline crying for 10 minutes.
 
Junior year, State wrestling tourney. Beating the defending state champ 6-5. Go out of bounds with 7 seconds left. I’m on top. Only have to ride him for 7 fucking seconds and I place.

I knew he was going to stand up outside leg. I knew I could slap an outside cradle on him. If I wasn’t retarded all I had to do was pancake down and hold on. But alas, I am retarded. Got so excited I tried to turn him. He was able to slip out with 1 second left and got the reversal.
I never got the glory, and have pretty much sucked at life ever since.

BRB. Going to hang myself now. Thanks for reminding me.
 
Junior year, State wrestling tourney. Beating the defending state champ 6-5. Go out of bounds with 7 seconds left. I’m on top. Only have to ride him for 7 fucking seconds and I place.

I knew he was going to stand up outside leg. I knew I could slap an outside cradle on him. If I wasn’t retarded all I had to do was pancake down and hold on. But alas, I am retarded. Got so excited I tried to turn him. He was able to slip out with 1 second left and got the reversal.
I never got the glory, and have pretty much sucked at life ever since.

BRB. Going to hang myself now. Thanks for reminding me.
Brb. Jo.
 
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