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The Dugout: Luncheons Are for Mortals

On Friday, the Braves celebrated Greg Maddux's election into their Hall of Fame by throwing a luncheon in his honor. Baseball fans, of course, recognize him as one of the greatest pitchers of all time. However, he's about as much of a pop-culture presence as Hideki Irabu (Maddux pieced together a shoo-in Hall of Fame career as quietly as possible; Irabu was mentioned in the series finale of Seinfeld).

I'd venture to guess that Maddux isn't bothered by this in the least. He humored his peers, but I suspect that he spent the entire luncheon silently reciting the Periodic Table of Elements to himself, or trying to remember whether Calvin Coolidge died before or after Herbert Hoover.

A Dugout in honor of Greg Maddux is after the jump. Greg Maddux is ambivalent.

The Dugout

**OnlineHost** Welcome to Greg Maddux Honorary Luncheon Chat!

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: /taps microphone

I'm so glad you all could make it to this luncheon. I would tap a wine glass to begin proceedings, but Greg specifically requested that we drink tap water out of Dixie cups.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: /looks up from Sudoku puzzle

mm?

/continues working on Sudoku puzzle

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: I hope you all enjoy the Pop-Tarts he also requested as our main course. He custom-ordered them with no frosting or filling.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: yes, the pop-tarts people were like, "mr. maddux, without the frosting or filling, you would literally be eating sweetened drywall," and i replied, "jackpot"

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: Haha. That's Greg Maddux for you! He's all business!

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: could we please hurry up with the proceedings? my sofa is not going to scotch-guard itself

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: Sure, of course.

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: Well, my most colorful memory of Greg Maddux was this one time I caught him in San Diego. Must have been 1995.

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: I signaled for a slider. He shook it off. Then I signaled for a fastball down and in. He nodded. Then he threw a fastball down and in.

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: Imagine that! What a character!

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: yes, i remember. it was 84 degrees at game time. there was a half-moon that night. that day's new york times crossword puzzle answers were: 2 across, "belgium," 4 across, "cilantro," 6 across, "alpha centauri, 8 across...

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: /pauses to sniff the air

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: has anyone in this room read "the fountainhead" within the last month? because i swear

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: What?

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: /stares expectantly

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: Anyway. Greg Maddux has helped me out in more ways than one. Remember how I used to have that huge mole on my face? Well, one time we were in the clubhouse. He performs a ninety-minute lecture on Nash's Game Theory, and I was so bored that my mole fell off.

Carlos Delgado

AllThePerezEddiesMen: To Greg!

/raises Dixie cup full of tap water

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: ugh, that's Fulton County tap water, don't drink that s***

Carlos Delgado

AChipOffTheOl'_erJones: /steps up to podium.

You know, I played with Greg Maddux for almost a decade. He was very low-key.

Carlos Delgado

AChipOffTheOl'_erJones: No, seriously, he was very low-key. He recorded himself plunking the lowest key on a piano once every four seconds, and listened to the recording for three hours before each game.

Carlos Delgado

AChipOffTheOl'_erJones: He didn't even have a place of his own. Immediately after showering, he would lie face-down and motionless on the locker room floor. We'd wake him up the next morning.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: mattresses are irrational extravagances

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: sigh

sorry to be a stick in the mud

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: have fun in candy land, you tools

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: /returns to Sudoku puzzle

Carlos Delgado

AChipOffTheOl'_erJones: Part Cy Young, part Rain Man, part Borg, part loaf of bread. That just about sums up Greg Maddux.

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: /takes podium

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: Greg, let me tell ya. Today is a special day. I knew you'd be in the Braves Hall of Fame.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: good work, nostradamus

/looks down at puzzle, furrows brows

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: what's the fifth most populous city in spain?

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: What? I thought you were playing Sudoku.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: mind your own business

hmm

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: BILBAO!

/scrawls "BILBAO, DON'T FORGET" on hand

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: You ought to get an iPhone for stuff like that.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: what could the internet possibly tell me that i don't already know

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: Greg, what is it like to be so much smarter than everyone around you?

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: you want to know what it's like?

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: when you see a moth flying around in your house, and you know you could kill it

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: but then you wonder whether this moth will eat your food and chew through your clothes, and you know he won't

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: so you sit and stare at him as he rests on the wall. you know you're better than him, smarter than him, but you wonder whether it's your given right to squash him

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: you think about it, and then you decide it's just as well to let him ground out to shortstop

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: or maybe fly out to david justice. different method, same result.

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: You're laid-back, rational, and efficient. We get it. We all get it.

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: But you're frustrating the hell out of me. I don't buy it.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: try me

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: Remember that time about fifteen years ago? A sick kid was supposed to throw out the first pitch at Atlanta-Fulton County Stadium. You were his favorite player.

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: Shortly before the game in question, he died.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: ...

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: Since you were his favorite player, you took his place. You threw out that first pitch. They said that you cried.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: mm

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: Are you crying? You're crying, aren't you?

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: i am cleansing my tear ducts of foreign toxins

Frank Wren

SuttonDeath: You're crying.

Frank Wren

maddux.xmission.com: sometimes emotions are efficient

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