Vin amazes me how he always manages to have a story or tidbit about the Reds that I've never heard before. Last night he reminded me that Paul Janish not only Tommy John surgery, but it was due to a collision in Dayton. I don't think I knew that. And while I'm typing this, my son put on a spring training game vs. the Dodgers where Scully informs us that Brandon Phillips' father was a wide receiver. Good stuff!

But the anecdote that killed me last night was about a game at Riverfront Stadium in the late 1980s. Reds owner Marge Schott was letting her dog, Schottzie, run all over the field, no doubt pooping up to her reputation. Marge went into the visitors dugout to chat with Tommy Lasorda. An anonymous Dodger saw Marge and her dog, and decided to have a little fun. He slipped into the clubhouse, and came back out with a Baby Ruth candy bar hidden in his glove. As he ran out to the outfield, he secretly dropped it near third base. Soon afterward, he made a big commotion as he came in from the outfield so as to attract Marge's attention. Then he leaned down, picked up the candy bar, and took a healthy bite. Marge turned, horrified toward Tommy and said, "That boy's gonna be real sick!" They later let Marge and Tommy in on the joke.

From Marge's quote, I can only assume that the player was black. ;)