r/dirtysportshistory

1952: Red Sox outfielder Jim Piersall undergoes electroshock therapy to cure his manic depressive episodes. The symptoms were relieved, but his memory suffered badly. Making the team, playing 56 games, and all other details from the season were erased from his mind.

u/KrispyBeaverBoy — 3 days ago

May 18, 1924: The New York Times reports that British lawmakers are pondering whether a golf club can be considered a firearm.

"Is a Golf Club a Firearm? Britons Await the Answer" was published in The New York Times on May 18, 1924:

> A breath-stopping, hair-raising question has arisen in the British courts: Is a golf club, legally speaking, a firearm, and is a golf ball a missile fired by that firearm? > > The question has been referred to Mr. Wheatley, Minister of Health in the British Labor Cabinet, some one having ascertained that in the mysterious processes of his Majesty's Government the task of pronouncing upon golf balls is the proper business of the Health Minister. Mr. Wheatley is probably the only person in London not fully appreciative of the humor of the situation. > > It was this way: New golf links had been laid out in the parish of Cowley to meet the Oxford undergraduate demand for the game, for which there is not adequate provision in the university town. Those designing the course intended that players should drive from a certain green toward another green across a public footpath. At this point the parish of Cowley rose up in alarmed protest. The proper authorities brought the matter to the attention of the Ministry of Health and remonstrated vigorously, pointing out the danger to public health of driving golf balls across a right of way. The Ministry, to its relief, discovered that there existed no statute in the law books of England empowering a local authority to forbid the propulsion of golf balls across public paths, and so informed the embattled parish of Cowley. > > But the parish of Cowley, not to be bilked of justice in that lofty manner, undertook a little legal research of its own and learned that the Firearms Act made it unlawful for any person to "drive or propel any missile across highway." And the Cowleyites accordingly invoked the Firearms act in protection of their rights as Britons. > > Nor were they satisfied with that onslaught on the new golf course. They went still further into the archives and dragged out from the dusty cobwebs an ancient ordinance, enacted about the time of Robin Hood, prohibiting Oxford undergraduates from "carrying bows and arrows." > > Back to the Minister of Health the question comes again, and that much bothered Secretary must now decide whether or not a golf club is a weapon in the meaning of the Firearms Act, whether or not the sacred bow-and-arrow law will be violated by the Oxonian pill pounders, and, incidentally, whether or not a footpath is a "highway." And the Cowleyites say they don't care a copper ha'-pence how uncomfortable these vexing problems make him.

Alas, I could find no record of the Minister of Health's determination, but the Oxford Golf Course is in Cowley so they must have resolved the situation somehow!

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u/sonofabutch — 5 days ago

Of all the sporting events that have occurred in your lifetime, which one still makes you shake your head in disbelief?

Photo: Sports Illustrated

Like--how did this happen??

Have to go with Arizona beating the great Mariano Rivera in the bottom of the 9th inning in Game 7 at the 2001 World Series.

The Yankees had won four straight, and Rivera had successfully converted 24/25 postseason save opportunities at that point, and was carrying a 0.70 era.

Still stunning.

u/KrispyBeaverBoy — 12 days ago

May 15, 1963: Gene "Big Daddy" Lipscomb, 31-year-old All-Pro defensive lineman of the Pittsburgh Steelers, is buried after dying of a heroin overdose. "Big Daddy did three things: He drank, he screwed, and he dominated football games," teammate Brady Keys said.

Defensive lineman Eugene Lipscomb got the nickname "Big Daddy" from his habit of calling everybody else "Little Daddy." A forerunner of today's Relative Athletic Score phenoms, Lipscomb was a massive man who was somehow as fast as a running back. "I know how a mouse feels when a big cat is after him," running back Billy Wade said.

NFL legend Jim Brown called Lipscomb "the Empire State Building with a mustache."

> "He had the strength of an elephant and was so fast he frequently ran down backfield men from behind. He was the one player in the league who could practically control a play. What gave me pause was the known fact that Daddy could stop a ball carrier in his tracks with a giant bearhug, then straighten him up like a board, then bend him every way imaginable. There was nothing illegal or dirty 'bout this sort of thing. But just thinking about it, you could feel your spine tingle. You knew it wouldn't take much to give Daddy an excuse for twisting you into a piece of abstract sculpture." -- Jim Brown

Ebony magazine wrote in 1960 that Lipscomb was the biggest man in the NFL that season. Teams tried everything to stop him, even quadruple teams. But despite his success on the field, Lipscomb was a troubled man plagued by a traumatic childhood.

At the age of 11, his mother was stabbed to death by her boyfriend, and Eugene carried photos of the crime scene with him for the rest of his life. He moved in with his grandfather, a harsh man who charged the middle school student room and board to live with him. Lipscomb took odd jobs to come up with the money. He joined the U.S. Marine Corps after high school.

Not surprisingly given his rough upbringing, Lipscomb was a troubled young man. A friend described him as "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" -- a gentle giant who loved kids and joked around with teammates, but also was prone to violent outbursts and binge drinking. He would go to bed with a gun under his pillow and would sometimes cry himself to sleep. In hotels, he would sometimes drag the bed and push it against the door to block it closed.

Jim Brown said Lipscomb would pick up a 230-pound player, smash him into the ground, and then gently help him up after. He was a violent, angry man with "the sensitive soul of an artist," Brown said.

He was signed by the Los Angeles Rams as an undrafted free agent without ever playing in college. The Rams waived him after three injury-plagued seasons and he signed with the Baltimore Colts, where he blossomed into a terrifying defender, helping the Colts to back-to-back championships in 1958 and 1959. When he got angry, no matter what the defensive assignments were supposed to be, Lipscomb would growl to his teammates: "Just leave 'em to Big Daddy."

During the off-seasons, Lipscomb toured as a professional wrestler across the United States and Canada!

Big Daddy was traded to the Steelers prior to the 1961 season, and in 1962 he was named to the Pro Bowl for the third time. He was voted lineman of the game after recording 11 tackles, a blocked punt, a forced fumble, and a fumble recovery. Despite the late start to his career, he was blossoming into a star.

Four months later, on May 10, 1963, Big Daddy and his friend Tim Black partied with women until 3 a.m., then shot up with heroin. Black said when he couldn't wake Lipscomb up, he took him to a hospital. He was pronounced dead on arrival. His autopsy showed five times the "safe" amount of heroin in his bloodstream.

Thousands went to a public viewing in Baltimore, and a thousand more went to the funeral in Detroit. In attendance were NFL players Erich Barnes, John Henry Johnson, Dick (Night Train) Lane, Lenny Moore, Luke Owens, Jim Parker, Sherman Plunkett, and Johnny Sample. Also at the funeral were three women, each claiming to be his fiancée.

u/sonofabutch — 8 days ago

1997: Jay Leno after the Washington Bullets announced plans to change their name becuse of the association with crime: “So from now on, they’re just going to be known as ‘The Bullets.’” (Took me a little while to get this…)

u/CantaloupeFoster — 9 days ago