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re: The MikeLBR catch had it all
Posted on 6/9/25 at 12:17 pm to Vacherie Saint
Posted on 6/9/25 at 12:17 pm to Vacherie Saint
quote:different mike according to the other thread. i thought it was TTT (tigertatertot) but maybe he incorrectly got the credit in the media
Isn’t he the one that came up with Honey Badger?
Sorry if it’s been mentioned already.
Posted on 6/9/25 at 12:26 pm to JimTiger72
quote:
(this feels like a bad omen bringing this up)
He mentioned it in the video
Posted on 6/9/25 at 12:34 pm to CAD703X
Remember him from back at LSU. Homeboy really let himself geaux. Barely recognized him.
Posted on 6/9/25 at 12:38 pm to Honkus
Now I want to see the video from 2016.
Posted on 6/9/25 at 12:39 pm to CAD703X
If we end up winning it all this year, this will be the iconic image that sums up the season


Posted on 6/9/25 at 12:55 pm to CAD703X
I'm three Stanzas from done with it, but yall can get a sneak peek
An Homage in the cadence of perhaps the most famous baseball poem ever, Casey At The Bat.
Mikee at the Box
The sun was shining violent on the Tiger Fans that day,
The score stood One to Naught with but Five innings yet to play,
The players sweated through their shirts,
The fans all did the same,
A rather thirsty pallor on the patrons of the game,
Some negatigers groaned, made known, their deep despair, the rest,
Got drunk and ranted rowdy, purple pumping through their breasts,
I had to watch on TV, stuck at work, and eyeing clocks,
But I knew we were in good hands, with Mikee at the Box,
As far as Tiger Fans go, you know some age just like wine,
But Mikee aged like milk the years he'd been there, twenty-nine,
To rep those ribald rugby boys, (fine group, but watch your cocks),
I knew we had a punchers chance, with Mikee at the box,
It's true, our bats had struggled, hits caught short at the wall,
You win some, and you lose some, and as they say "that's baseball.",
To sit and bake in that cruel heat, most folks would find absurd,
But Mikee sat there every game, in outfield, north of third,
Then from Ten thousand throats and more,
There came a Tiger yell,
It rumbled through Death Valley, as the ball met Curiel,
The force of his swing, hell, it could've squished that stitched orb flat,
Instead, it soared for heaven as it flew off Derek's Bat,
There was sweat in Mikee's visage, consternation on his face,
Some constipation too as he stood in his sacred place,
And sure, you can poke fun at him, if you are one who mocks,
But men would kill, for half the thrill, of Mikee at the Box,
The ball, its ascent ended, as it hurtled towards the wall,
A captive of ballistics, in the throes of downward fall,
Into the stands of destiny, that fated spheroid spun,
Until the hand, of one big fan, clutched Curiel's Home Run,
His visage, pure defiance, as he thrust it in the air,
Near thirty years he'd waited for this moment, through despair,
He'd let one through before, an old man beaned, guilt like a crime,
His belly hung, but not his head, his face said "not this time."
Then there and cross the nation, went up a moxied roar,
Three tigers rounded bases, and all three crossed home to score.
But eyes were watching Mikee with that ball held in his hand,
A living, balding, testament, to every Tiger fan,
A fan who never gives up, or gives in to defeat,
Who braves the freezing cold, the rain, the bugs, the searing heat,
And sure, he's not as svelte as he once was, and wearing crocs,
But few have held the line as hard, as Mikee at the Box,
...
An Homage in the cadence of perhaps the most famous baseball poem ever, Casey At The Bat.
Mikee at the Box
The sun was shining violent on the Tiger Fans that day,
The score stood One to Naught with but Five innings yet to play,
The players sweated through their shirts,
The fans all did the same,
A rather thirsty pallor on the patrons of the game,
Some negatigers groaned, made known, their deep despair, the rest,
Got drunk and ranted rowdy, purple pumping through their breasts,
I had to watch on TV, stuck at work, and eyeing clocks,
But I knew we were in good hands, with Mikee at the Box,
As far as Tiger Fans go, you know some age just like wine,
But Mikee aged like milk the years he'd been there, twenty-nine,
To rep those ribald rugby boys, (fine group, but watch your cocks),
I knew we had a punchers chance, with Mikee at the box,
It's true, our bats had struggled, hits caught short at the wall,
You win some, and you lose some, and as they say "that's baseball.",
To sit and bake in that cruel heat, most folks would find absurd,
But Mikee sat there every game, in outfield, north of third,
Then from Ten thousand throats and more,
There came a Tiger yell,
It rumbled through Death Valley, as the ball met Curiel,
The force of his swing, hell, it could've squished that stitched orb flat,
Instead, it soared for heaven as it flew off Derek's Bat,
There was sweat in Mikee's visage, consternation on his face,
Some constipation too as he stood in his sacred place,
And sure, you can poke fun at him, if you are one who mocks,
But men would kill, for half the thrill, of Mikee at the Box,
The ball, its ascent ended, as it hurtled towards the wall,
A captive of ballistics, in the throes of downward fall,
Into the stands of destiny, that fated spheroid spun,
Until the hand, of one big fan, clutched Curiel's Home Run,
His visage, pure defiance, as he thrust it in the air,
Near thirty years he'd waited for this moment, through despair,
He'd let one through before, an old man beaned, guilt like a crime,
His belly hung, but not his head, his face said "not this time."
Then there and cross the nation, went up a moxied roar,
Three tigers rounded bases, and all three crossed home to score.
But eyes were watching Mikee with that ball held in his hand,
A living, balding, testament, to every Tiger fan,
A fan who never gives up, or gives in to defeat,
Who braves the freezing cold, the rain, the bugs, the searing heat,
And sure, he's not as svelte as he once was, and wearing crocs,
But few have held the line as hard, as Mikee at the Box,
...
Posted on 6/9/25 at 1:00 pm to Jack Daniel
quote:
The poster MikeLBR is always posting about nasty sexual shite.
Have yall not gotten that's all a spiel to frick with yall?
quote:
That guy on my tv screen IS NOT getting laid at all.
Depends on how the tigers do.
Posted on 6/9/25 at 1:00 pm to fr33manator
Wonder if Mike knew Doucet posts on TD as En 883
Posted on 6/9/25 at 1:23 pm to CAD703X
That statue image should either be a Christmas ornament or in a snow globe
Posted on 6/9/25 at 1:24 pm to Jack Daniel
quote:
The poster MikeLBR is always posting about nasty sexual shite. That guy on my tv screen IS NOT getting laid at all. Something is not adding up
We all have some shtick and fortunately for me everyone knows I'ma fulla shite degenerate.
This post was edited on 6/9/25 at 1:25 pm
Posted on 6/9/25 at 1:28 pm to Choupique19
quote:
Mikee posing for the camera and missed out on the bro hug with his boys behind him
My gf is in black wearing a hat, that's another friend in gold and the two guys are my gf's cousins. We all tailgate together and they sit with us when seats are available by us.
This post was edited on 6/9/25 at 1:33 pm
Posted on 6/9/25 at 1:36 pm to Jack Daniel
quote:
That guy on my tv screen IS NOT getting laid at all. Something is not adding up
Dude he’s old now
Posted on 6/9/25 at 1:38 pm to TDsngumbo
quote:I’m going to be disappointed if I don’t see someone on TV in Omaha wearing a shirt with that pic on it
If we end up winning it all this year, this will be the iconic image that sums up the season
Posted on 6/9/25 at 1:38 pm to Honkus
They need to fly Mike out to Omaha and get him in the booth during one of the innings. Great on the mic, Mike!
Posted on 6/9/25 at 1:59 pm to Topwater Trout
quote:
Would it still be going 100+ when it got to him?
You can't be serious
Posted on 6/9/25 at 2:16 pm to JimTiger72
quote:
Must’ve been game 1, 7th inning? Sat Jun 11th (this feels like a bad omen bringing this up)
It was 2nd inning. Enjoy, assholes. This ball was traveling significantly faster than Curiel's HR Saturday. Fortunately it's not too zoomed in but you can see me turn and tend to the elderly gentleman.
mikelbr intentionally dodges a HR and let's an elderly man get smashed in the shin.
This post was edited on 6/9/25 at 2:18 pm
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