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Two on the 4thPosted Thursday, July 3, 2008, at 11:05 PM
Has there been one 4th of July happening, good or bad, that you will always remember?
My unusual 4th of July memory came only a few week after .I had been honorably discharged from the U.S. Navy.
I was a pitcher on an independent baseball team that had been formed in Shelbyville. Our team was one of four teams to play during a 4th of July Celebration at Rockvale.
Two teams, one of them a very strong team from Murfreesboro, had played the first game just before we arrived. Murfreesboro won that game and would play in the championship game later that afternoon.
I was the only pitcher available for Shelbyville as the second game of the day started. A few innings into that game our other two pitchers arrived on a motorcycle, rather loudly and it was obvious they had REALLY been celebrating.
We won the second game of the day rather easily over a team from Williamson County. This put us against Murfreesboro In the championship game about 30 minutes after our game was completed.
As far as I was concerned my day was over. I was going to get a big plate of food and watch the championship game. There was only one problem. Our other two pitchers were well into their celebrating by that time and I seriously doubt they could have found the mound.
The day was sunny, a real scorcher. I agreed to go out and start the game against Murfreesboro while they attempted to get one of out other pitchers in condition to take over.
Those efforts failed but they sure cheered me on.
One old farmer from the Rockvale area saw what was taking place and he brought me a big bottle of ice water each time I came off the mound.
As that game went on I threw only what was left of my fastball and knuckleballs. Our infielders and outfielders did an excellent.
I still don't know how it happened but we won by a shutout over Murfreesboro for the championship.
Finally I was going to get that plate of free food. I walked over to the area and there was only one thing left, a hamburger bun.
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Bo Melson is a retired sports and police beat editor of the Times-Gazette.