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Dragons Spoil Senior Night

A chorus of cheers echoed throughout Charles R. Head Field, Monday night. Parents lined the left field fence screaming and gloating over their son’s victory on Senior Night. Unfortunately, the parents and players celebrating the 6-5 win were the opposing Lake Placid Green Dragons.

Avon Park (16-4) entered their 20th game of the season with a bevy of confidence, while riding a 7-game win streak. The Red Devils hadn’t lost since March 27, and dominated Lake Placid 12-2 in their previous meeting. But that wave of confidence might have blinded the Red Devils from seeing how energized the Green Dragons were for this final showdown.

On a night that was dedicated to honoring 9 seniors, Avon Park quickly found itself in a 2-0 hole. Starting pitcher Drew McGuckin was pulled after walking the first two batters on 11 pitches. Dayvon Terry relieved McGuckin, but could not escape the jam without Lake Placid plating two runs on a RBI-double and an error by Shortstop Cory Leech.

The Red Devils had their chance to even the score in the bottom of the first and third innings with the bases loaded, but couldn’t cash in on their opportunity. It was a common theme throughout the night for the team, as they left 13 men on base.

Avon Park Head Coach Whit Cornell said the loss was very disappointing. “It’s a tough pill to swallow. We all expected to win this game and send these seniors off in style, but you gotta earn every win and we just didn’t do that. We had several chances to break the game wide open and just didn’t execute. Credit Lake Placid for coming in and fighting a lot harder then some guys thought they would.”

Lake Placid would go on to score 3 runs in the top of the third, and add their 6th and final run, in the top of the 6th. Green Dragon starting pitcher J.J. Huego held the Red Devils in check through 5 innings. He struck out 6, and didn’t allow a run until he was pulled in the bottom of the 6th, after walking the first two batters.

Avon Park, in jeopardy of being shutout at home, on Senior Night, rallied to score 5 runs in the home half of the 6th. Dayvon Terry smoked a fastball to the left-center gap for a 3-run double to finally put the Red Devils on the board. Two batters later, Drew McGuckin brought Terry home with a single to left field to cut the lead to 6-4. First Baseman Luis Perez grounded into a force out at first, but scored Trent Lewis from third to make it a one run game.

In the bottom of the 7th, the Red Devils had men on first and second with two outs, but couldn’t bring either man home. The late game rally created incredible drama, and seemed like the game would end in story book fashion, but it wasn’t enough. Lake Placid held on to win 6-5.

Avon Park looks to put this unexpected loss behind them, and take out their frustration on Sebring in their home finale, Thursday night. The Red Devils are 2-0 this season against the Blue Streaks.
First pitch will be 7pm. Hope to see you there.


To flip or not to flip. THAT is the question…

If you’ll excuse my revision to the great line from Shakespeare’s, Hamlet, I’ve been asking and debating this very question with a number of lifelong fans of America’s pastime.

This question came about and stirred up (ANOTHER) fiery debate because recently, White Sox Shortstop Tim Anderson hit a BOMB of a homerun off Kansas City Royals Pitcher Brad Keller, then “flipped” his bat in celebration, which eventually led to a bench clearing brawl…

Oh baseball players…you and those Ty Cobb era “unwritten rules”…

Ever since Anderson flipped his bat in excitement, after undoubtedly executing THE MOST DIFFICULT FEAT IN ALL OF SPORTS (hitting a major league pitch for a homerun), current and former MLB players, managers, execs, and of course, US, the fans, have been going back and forth about whether or not it’s acceptable for big league hitters to celebrate after hitting a home run that (generally) doesn’t win a game.

Most “old school” ball players and fans have vehemently opposed bat flipping or any other kind of celebration by a batter, simply because the “pitcher is the policeman.” They say pitchers keep the peace and make sure players don’t do anything to upstage the importance of the game. Okay, I can buy that. As a guy who’s always been team first, I appreciate that idea. HOWEVER…there’s also the little detail about “not showing up the pitcher” which is complete and utter BS they sometimes fail to mention….

Since pitchers “police” player conduct on the field, they have a certain CANYON WIDE EGO that comes with that rank. Due to their not-so-little ego, they expect that if a batter hits a homerun, they should put their head down and quickly round the bases. Basically, “you got the best of me and since everyone became excited for you, you should take your victory lap and move on.”

If a batter fails to abide by these “rules” – bat flipping, punching the air like a boxer, staying at home plate to watch the ball, or doesn’t round the bases quickly enough, to name a few.. – the opposing pitcher sees this as an EGREGIOUS OFFENSE (cue the thunder and lightning of Zeus), and justice MUST be served…

The “justice” that a pitcher most commonly serves up is a 95 mph fastball to either the perpetrator, or their teammate. This tactic sends a clear message that this kind of chicanery will not be tolerated, and to stay in your lane.

HERE’S THE PROBLEM…The only thing this “justice” does is create ABSOLUTE CHAOS.

The team who watched their player PURPOSELY get hit with a 95 mph pitch, now plans to retaliate…
This leads to various batters getting hit or “thrown at”. And between the LONG, hot day, the ocean-sized volume of testosterone in competition, and the outright act of committing assault, the benches and bullpens clear and we’ve got a good, ol’ fashion donnybrook.

This ARCHAIC lunacy goes back to the days before even Ruth or Cobb played, and sadly is predicated on not “embarrassing” someone more than they already are…BOO. FREAKING. HOO.

YET, there have been a number of pitchers through the baseball years who were VERY DEMONSTRATIVE when they struck batters out. Relievers like Jose Lima, K-Rod, and others are all guilty of acting “wild” or “overly emotional” when they’d strike a batter out. A lot of starting pitchers will punch their gloves and scream “YEAH!” or “LET’S GO!” AND walk off the mound when they strike a batter out to end an inning.

Personally, I have no problem with a major league hitter celebrating with a bat flip or a stare down of the ball as it soars through the air because they just accomplished the most difficult feat in sports. They won the cat and mouse game that is pitcher against hitter. AND IT’S FUN! It makes the game more competitive, and raises the intensity and stakes of each at bat, which creates more draw to watch!!
Higher ratings and attendance mean more $$$ – DUH!!

When I play sports and my opponent gets the best of me, I want to get them back by out-performing them. I don’t want to get the best of them by potentially injuring them. That’s what cowards do. Throwing at someone’s head or back doesn’t mean you’ve used your mind to outwit your opponent to embarrass them through skill, it means you’re too weak in ability and belief in yourself to face them like a real competitor.

If a football player can dance and celebrate after outrunning 11 of the biggest, fastest, strongest men to score a touchdown, then I think baseball can take a page from the pigskin playbook and teach it’s pitchers to knockoff the bean ball wars and embrace the healthy competition.


Behind another strong outing from Junior right-hander, Trent Lewis, Avon Park was able to shutout McKeel Academy 4-0 to win their final district game of the season.

The Red Devils (16-3, 8-0) victory, Thursday night, preserved their perfect record in class 5A-District 10 play, and earned them the honor of hosting the District tournament for the second straight year at Charles R. Head Field.

Making his 5th start this season, Lewis pitched six stellar innings. He allowed just two hits, while striking out 9 Wildcats. The Junior faced a bases loaded jam in the top of the first, but once he came away unscathed, he settled in and sat McKeel’s hitters down in order the next three consecutive innings. Lewis improved to 3-2 on the season, and leads the team with 54 strikeouts.

At the plate, Shortstop Corey Leech and Second Baseman Dayvon Terry, provided the necessary run support.
With one out in the bottom of the second, Leech drilled a fastball to left-center, which scored Luis Perez from second base to give Avon Park the early 1-0 lead. The next at bat, Terry sat dead red on a 2-0 fastball, and bashed it over the left field wall for a 3-run home run. The Senior second baseman’s blast gave Avon Park a 4-0 lead, and tied Trent Lewis for most home runs on the team.

Red Devil Head Coach, Whit Cornell, said the win was another big step in the long road to get back to the State Final 4. “We played a really good ball club tonight, and were able to make key plays in the field and at the plate. Hosting the District Tournament, again, was something we wanted to accomplish, and now we gotta keep fighting hard to knock more things off our list.”

Avon Park will host Lake Placid Monday Night at Charles R. Head Field. First pitch will be at 7 p.m.

Tiger Blood Is Thicker Than Water

Sunday afternoon, Tiger Woods holed his final putt to win the Masters, and officially complete his LONG OVERDUE comeback.

The moment was everything die-hard and casual golf fans had waited for. As Tiger triumphantly raised his hands above his head, you could just feel his overwhelming burden lifted, as feelings of unbridled happiness, pride, and I think RELIEF, poured out of the man who once was the true GOLD STANDARD of modern golf.

While that moment was incredibly special, it truly pales in comparison to the moment that took place just a few minutes after Woods tapped in to win his 5th Masters….

As Tiger walked off the 18th green, he high-fived a number of fans who couldn’t stop screaming with excitement at what they just witnessed. He had the biggest grin on his face, and rightly so, for a person who had just accomplished what so many said couldn’t be done, but the thrill of victory wasn’t the main reason he was smiling.

Rushing toward the newly crowned champion, with an equally giant grin, was Tiger’s 10 year-old son, Charlie. As he charged full speed ahead at the man he called, dad, Tiger opened his arms as wide as he could, and the two embraced in the biggest bear-hug you’d ever see.


I was immediately sent back in time to 1997, when Tiger won his first Masters, and watched he and his father, Earl, embrace in a tearful bear-hug. The father-son combo who had spent infinite hours honing Woods’ game to realize that moment was soul stirring. And right on cue, CBS put up the footage of that exact moment in time to remind fans how special these precious insights are.

I’ve played golf for more than two decades, and it’s all thanks to the man I call, dad. We’ve shared good rounds, bad rounds, sunrises, sunsets, and most importantly…quality bonding time. I couldn’t imagine spending time with my dad doing anything else. So when Tiger and his son shared THAT MOMENT, you’d have thought I was sitting in an onion cutting factory.

Now that Tiger captured his 5th Masters, and 15th Major Championship, the debate has reignited about how many more he’ll win and will he eventually catch and surpass Jack Nicklaus. And while all that jazz is fun to debate with your buddies, there’s no debate about how special, and meaningful it is to spend time with family.

Axe Throwing Fun

This past weekend, I had the pleasure of trying out a new activity – axe throwing…. and it was AWESOME!!

Think darts, but a heck of a lot more fun!!

My girlfriend’s dad turned 60 on Saturday, so we celebrated his birthday by visiting Axe Throwing Orlando. It’s an incredible hole-in-the-wall spot in downtown Orlando, that lets you throw hand axes at a HUGE wooden target!!

My girlfriend had already been before and kept telling us we had to go. So we finally did, and man…it was a blast!!

After you sign the safety waiver – you’re throwing axes, so you know stuff happens – you follow a coach to your station, and they show you everything from safety and technique, to fun party games. It takes a few throws to get the technique down, especially if you played sports like baseball, football, or tennis, because you aren’t supposed to snap your wrist (which can be a little frustrating to pick up at first).

Once you have that down to a science, they teach the two-handed throw, and that really lets you hurl it with some power. We ended up playing 2 games – highest score after 10 throws and a throw off with the cornhole scoring system. The Birthday boy ended up winning BOTH games! He edged me by 1 point on our 10 throws, and he outlasted everyone on the second game.

We all had a great time and couldn’t believe how fast time flies when you’re chucking axes. Oh, and it’s a good workout too! If you haven’t used your lats in while, you’ll definitely feel it the next day!
Check out Axe Throwing Orlando if you want a cool, new activity you won’t get bored trying!

Chris Pinson
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Meder & Me – Golf Outing

This past Sunday, I had the pleasure of playing my favorite sport, golf. It was a picture-perfect 75 degrees, not an ounce of humidity, with a slight, cool breeze – better known as a golfer’s paradise. But the weather wasn’t the reason this particular round was so enjoyable. Sunday’s round was so much fun because my friend, John Meder, came along.

Many moons ago, John gave golf a try, and quickly realized it wasn’t for him. However, he likes watching golf, so when I asked him if he’d like to drive the cart and watch me play, he said, “of course.” So off we went…

Since John is a fellow radio personality like myself, I figured it’d be fun to have him commentate while I play. AND BOY, he took to it like a fish to water… With my smartphone in hand, John was describing the setting, asking how would hit each shot, and building the moment like he was Verne Lundquist of CBS Sports on the 16th green at Augusta.

Lucky for me, I was playing better than expected – I made the turn at +2. As we made our way through the back 9, John had me cracking up and shaking my head because he kept saying “Pinson’s putting from 40 yards away” and I’d quickly shout back “FEET JOHN, FEET!” John would start laughing and saying he’d get it right by the 19th hole.

As we approached the 16th hole, I told John THIS was my NEMESIS hole. This stupid, dog-leg right par 4 always gave me trouble off the tee and ruined many good rounds. Sure enough, I pulled my drive into the bushes and had to take an unplayable lie. Unfortunately, on my next shot, I mistook my 6-iron for my 3-iron and came up well short of the green. Eventually, I finished the hole with an infuriating triple-bogey 7…
Realizing my shot at breaking 80 had now become more of challenge than I wanted, I steadied myself and parred 17. Now for the BIG finish…

The finishing hole at Golf Hammock is a tough par 5 that requires an accurate drive over water. Once you’re in the fairway, it’s a straight shot to the green. So after splitting the fairway, I laid up, and popped my 3rd shot just short of the green. My chip shot ran about 5 feet passed the pin, which meant I had a testy putt for par. Knowing I could 2 putt and break 80 took a lot of pressure off me. As John softly spoke, building the moment until my putter met the ball, I was thinking how cool this entire experience had been. When my ball rolled passed the left edge, I felt disappointed because I hadn’t finished off the round in style, but John smiled as I shook his hand and commented how much fun the day had been.

Perfect weather, solid play, and friends sharing a few smiles during a round of golf made this experience one I’ll never forget.

30 Years of Sport’s Memories

I’m officially 30 years old. Boy, does that sound weird….When I was a kid, it felt like it took an eternity to get to my birthday, Christmas Day, or summer vacation. Yet, in the blink of an eye I’m now three decades old. So, in honor turning the BIG 3-0 I thought I might look back on some of the greatest moments in sports history I’ve been around for.

  • The Buffalo Bills lose 4 straight Super Bowls (1990 – 1993)

Entering the 90s as a toddler, I didn’t have the cognitive function to understand just how difficult it is to make it the Super Bowl, let alone make four in a row. Somehow, the Buffalo Bills accomplished this incredible feat, but never brought home the Lombardi Trophy. With a roster stacked with Pro Bowl talent at every position, it’s still bewildering to realize this team never won a ring.

Behind the undaunted leadership of quarterback Jim Kelly, a freak athlete running back in Thurman Thomas, deep threat wide receiver Andre Reed, and a defense led by sack machine Bruce Smith, it still blows my mind the Bills never won the Super Bowl in four consecutive trips. But that’s why they play the game….

  • Michael Jordan leads the Bulls to 6 titles (91-93, 96-98)

Ask anyone who’s 30 or older – who’s the best basketball player of all-time?? The overwhelming answer is Michael Jordan. His “Airness” transcended the modern game and took the NBA to new heights. Every kid growing up in the 90s wanted to be “like Mike.” He had a flare and style that no one had ever seen before and made basketball must watch tv. Jordan guided the Bulls to six championships in his time with Chicago, and won every finals in 6 games. He and the Bulls kept so many future Hall of Famers from winning a ring and cementing their legacy. Jordan and the Bulls were simply to good. I will never forget watching Jordan sink his final shot from the free throw line to bury the Jazz in game 6 of the NBA for the second straight year. If you’re too young to have seen it live, you missed one hell of a performance.

  • The New York Yankees win 4 World Series in 5 years (1996-2000)

As a lifelong Yankees fan, growing up in the late 90s was sublime. After years of toiling in misery and mediocrity, the Yankees had a young core of talented players who gelled perfectly with veteran leadership. This squad became the most dominant team in baseball since the Philadelphia Athletics of the early 1970s. Derek Jeter, Jorge Posada, Andy Pettitte, and Mariano Rivera came of age under the bright lights of October, as David Cone, David Wells, and Roger Clemens led them to the promised land. This was the Golden Age of Baseball for this Yankees fan, and I’m so glad I got to watch it.


As a Yankees fan, this feels like a knife through my pinstripe heart. With the Yankees leading the Boston Red Sox three games to none in the American League Championship Series in 2004, NO ONE gave Boston a shot to comeback. It had never been done before in MLB, let alone the NBA, NFL, or the NHL. Yet, somehow, someway, the Red Sox stormed back to sweep the final four games to win the American League Pennant. Their poor, unsuspecting opponent – the St. Louis Cardinals – didn’t have a prayer in hell to beat Boston. The Red Sox swept the Cardinals to win their first World Series since 1918, and forever banish the curse of the Bambino. Since then the Red Sox have won 3 more Fall Classics. Maybe there is something about exercising our demons…


When Tiger Woods made his final putt on the 18th hole to win The Masters in 1997, it was the coronation of professional golf’s newest savior. Before Tiger Woods came along, golf was mainly perceived as a sport old, white men played. It was great background noise to fall asleep to on a Sunday afternoon on your couch. But after winning his first green jacket, no one was falling asleep on Sunday afternoon anymore. Audiences across the world were glued to their tv to watch Tiger Woods stride down the fairway in his red shirt and black pants to win another tournament. Woods won 14 Majors in a 12 year span…no one had ever done such a thing. Watching Tiger in his prime was the coolest thing I’ve ever seen in golf. I just hope a new “Tiger” will come along soon…


In February of 2002, no one in Vegas or around the NFL gave the New England Patriots a prayer in Hell to beat the St. Louis Rams in the Super Bowl. The Rams were the defending champions and had established themselves as the “Greatest Show on Turf” for their prolific offense. When Adam Vinatieri’s kick sailed through the uprights to pull off the upset of the new millenium, it ushered in a new era of dominance – one that we may TRULY never see again. Since that fateful kick, the Patriots have brought home 4 more Lombardi Trophies. Behind the undisputed moxie and leadership of quarterback Tom Brady, and mastermind head coach Bill Belichik, the Patriots have DOMINATED the NFL competition. They’ve won the AFC East Division 20 times, set the record for most consecutive seasons with 10 or more wins, and won 5 of 7 Super Bowls. The New England Patriots are the Gold Standard of NFL franchises.


Everybody knows that 3 is worth more than 2, but Golden State Warriors Guard Stephen Curry has DRAMATICALLY inflated that value. With jaw dropping range and machine gun like quickness, Curry buries 3-pointer after 3-pointer, and it’s not even fair how easy he makes it look. Night in and Night out he confounds opposing defenses with his ridiculous dribbling ability and nail in the coffin 3-point shot. In fact, he makes so many 3-pointers he’s already 4th on the all-time list for most made shots behind the arch – and he’s been playing for less than a decade. Steph Curry is single-handedly responsible for the contemporary style of basketball played at all levels. His amazing ability and talents have inspired an entire generation of ballers to seemingly forego traditional jumpshots and other “old school” 2-point tactics, and instead, elect to shoot 3-pointers like they’re going out of style. It’s not just guards or smaller players who shoot 3s at will either, it’s players of all shapes and sizes who hoist up the triple. I’m not a fan of this new style of play because it has caused players to lose a fundamental ability to score inside the arc, but I’m an old school kinda guy, and since I’m officially 30 I guess I can start shouting, “GET OFF MY LAWN!!” Hope you’ve enjoyed my 30 years of sports memories recap.

Growing Up “Sports Tough”

Ever since I could walk, sports have been an integral part of my life. As a kid growing up, I was undersized and doubted in every sport I played. Kids would crack jokes because I was the shortest kid on the field, or I didn’t throw the fastest pitch. Little did they know, all their teasing was fuel for my competitive fire. I was bound and determined to outwork and out hustle any foe in my path, and earn their respect. I spent countless hours on the diamond, pitch, hardwood, golf course, tennis court, and sandlot, training and competing. There were days when I’d walk away smiling in victory, and there were times when I came away humiliated in defeat. Each experience allowed me to learn a new lesson, and reflect on how my preparation had paid off.
Even though each sport I participated in demanded a different skill set, the principles to become successful were identical across the board – hard work, dedication, communication, sacrifice, attention to detail, trust, resiliency, respect for yourself, your teammate, your opponent, and authority.
I can say with complete confidence that the trials and tribulations I experienced playing sports molded me into the person I am today.
I may get disappointed at times in life, but I never just stay on the canvas, looking up at the lights, and wonder how I’ll go on. I rise from the mat, dust myself off, and wipe my brow as I smile in respect to the blow life landed. The resilient nature sports instilled in me won’t allow me to feel sorry for myself. If there’s still time left on the clock, then there’s no excuse for giving anything but your best effort.
I firmly believe that people like myself, people who grew up playing, training, and competing in sports, are a different breed than your average person. We grew up Sports tough. We grew up accepting the challenge of never settling for mediocre results, and we still don’t accept them. We grew up committing to practice and play in the pouring rain, freezing cold, burning summer heat, and any other conditions mother nature threw at us. We are the warriors who woke up early and stayed late for practice. We believe that it doesn’t matter if you’re down to your last strike, as long as you worked hard and tried your best, anything is possible.
Next to joining the military, growing up sports tough prepares you for just about anything life can throw at you. 
“Winners never quit, and quitters never win” is one of the most commonly quoted phrases in sports. It’s said ad nauseam because it’s the gospel truth. The greatest sports figures of our time all faced adversity many times throughout their careers, but they never let that stop them from accomplishing their goals.
If you don’t believe me, take the 1960 U.S. Open for instance. Arnold Palmer faced a 7-shot deficit at the start of the final round. He could’ve easily packed his things and left, and no one would’ve blamed him. Instead, he marched out to the first tee and proceeded to birdie 6 of the first 7 holes. Palmer ended up winning the tournament by two shots over Jack Nicklaus.
If you’re looking for a team triumph that best epitomizes growing up sports tough – look no further then the 2004 Boston Red Sox. As much as it pains me to use them, (since I’m a die-hard Yankees fan) they pulled off the greatest comeback in the history of professional team sports. In the 2004 American League Championship Series, the Red Sox trailed 3-0 in a best of 7 series. No team had ever overcome that deficit to win a series. Yet, they never stopped believing in themselves and swept the final 4 games of the series to advance to the World Series. They also won the World Series that year and ended an 86 drought.
The workforce is dominated by people who grew up sports tough too. The world’s largest car rental company, Enterprise, a multi-billion dollar company, employs thousands of former college athletes. The reason is simple – Enterprise knows these new employees grew up sports tough. Their work ethic, commitment to excellence, communication skills, etc are all top level. They developed these stand out traits by growing up sports tough.
I am 9 days away from turning 30 years old, and without question, growing up sports tough is the best thing that ever happened to me. I don’t know what life has in store for me in my next 30 years, but rest assured, I grew up sports tough, so I’ll be ready for it.