Striking out Reggie Jackson was always a mystery to me. When he was in Baltimore, I got him to ground out to the second baseman in the sixth. He jogged by me on the back side of the mound and said loud enough for that even I could hear, "Nice fastball kid." Right. 

He came back up in the ninth. I threw my fastball, which turned into a ball, and put the count at 1-1. Now it was time to throw my money pitch. A slider, tight and hard. 

Result: broken bat and a ground out to the second baseman. 

Reggie came by the backside of the mound again heading to dugout. He said nothing, so I hollered at him, "Nice fastball!"!

PROTECT YOUR GIBLETS

This month is about more than just the giblets and cranberry sauce, or grandpa’s sweet potato casserole. No, November is really a month about gratitude for what we have. So, we’d like to make sure we outline the ‘attitude’ in gratitude—the attitude to protect your giblets.

​First, make sure you aren’t trying to stuff your turkey into the wrong sized pan—we make 5  different sizes of our Classic and 3 sizes of our Flex NuttyBuddys (the most sizes of any athletic cup company) for a reason. To ensure the proper protection, we offer a tool online to help you find the best fit, but are also happy to help with comments, questions, or concerns with sizing. We want you to be protected and comfortable, so please don’t hesitate to reach out.

Second, we’d like to remind you that a lot of people take the boys for granted until something happens to them in a game. Remember to be grateful for your boys, and for the parents who protected theirs so that you could make it into this world too. NuttyBuddy® is all about family, and closeness, and protecting the family jewels. So, we’d be grateful if you let us help you protect your boys.

Finally, if you haven't yet had a chance to see our recently released videos, you're going to want to check them out. (They are on our website under Videos or our social media pages) Mark Littell, aka Captain Ramrod embarks on some wacky adventures as he talks about Protecting The Boys®.

And this is just the start!

Happy Thanksgiving NuttNation!

I threw BP (batting practice) naked once. No bull. It was Stockton, CA and on this particular day, I'm tellin' ya, it was smokin'. After throwing 50 balls in the first round, I said to myself, "I gotta have some relief." That turf was hot so I just started sheddin' the clothes off my back.

Off comes the T-Shirt, next are the shorts and then I just said, "Hell with it, jock's gotta go too."  Then, of course, to make it a "Full Monty" I flipped off the shoes. 

Now there were all kinda balls flyin' around. When I yelled out for a pickup nobody wanted to pick up the balls behind the L-Screen. The guys hittin' we're always talkin' shit about gettin' naked in the clubhouse ... just a bunch of wusses.