Rays outfielder Carl Crawford left tonight's game against the Orioles after getting hit in the groin on an errant pick-off throw to first. He rolled around in pain and was tagged out.
I'm guessing Crawford wasn't wearing a cup since he's an outfielder and feels he doesn't need one. I wonder if he is rethinking that strategy now.
It was either this season or last season when third baseman Adrian Beltre got drilled in the meats by a bad hop grounder. He wasn't wearing a cup and missed a few games. Pretty stupid if you ask me not to wear a protective cup when playing third base.
I've always worn a cup playing baseball. It doesn't matter what position I play, I always wear a cup.
One exception. In college, we played a Friday afternoon game at West Virginia Wesleyan. I forgot my cup back in Pittsburgh somehow. During infield practice, I fielded everything to the side. During the game I fielded everything to the side. If I recall correctly, I even batted with a closed stance at the plate although I normally hit with a slightly open stance. Not having a cup was on my mind the entire game.
Following the game, when most of my teammates were going out and about looking for some trim, I searched Buckhannon, West Virgina high and low for a sporting goods store to buy a cup and supporter for the next day's games.
Anyway, I feel bad for Crawford. I also feel bad for Mrs. Crawford.
By the way, when a guy breaks his leg or gets a concussion, people get very quiet and concerned. But when a guy takes a shot to the meats, people laugh like its the funniest thing they've ever seen. Watch some of the stupid "home video" shows or various "blooper highlight" shows. The guy who takes it in the meats gets the biggest laughs. WTF is up with that?
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