Sunday, August 23, 1998

Bucky's Family Comes to Town

On August 21st, the Bucky Backers™ headed back to Beloit for an unscheduled trip to see Bucky. The reason you ask? Bucky's family was coming to town!

The Backers piled into the vans in Wheaton and headed to Beloit. They bypassed the usually meal stop because Bucky's mom was throwing a picnic for the group! The Backers were most appreciative, especially Paul who packed away a hamburger and two chicken sandwiches plus the chips, pickles, etc. that came with it.

The night had clouds overhanging the ball park, with thunder and lightning being seen in the distance. But the rain held off long enough to see the Snappers start the game. The Quad City River Bandits jumped out with two runs in the top of the first inning, but the hometown Snappers answered with two of their own in the bottom of the frame. The Backers astonished Bucky's family with their cheering, though by their own admission, it was not as rowdy as early escapades. The loudest Backers were at a school retreat and unfortunately couldn't make the trip.

The top of the fourth saw the Bandits erupt for five runs, some off of Snapper errors. As the rain started to come down harder, the Snappers started a rally. The scored two runs in the bottom of the fifth inning. At the end of the inning, the umps halted the game.

The Backers along with the rest of the fans sought shelter under the stands. Bucky, who struck out with the bases loaded at the end of the fifth stayed in the dugout for a long time (understandably). He emerged to the delight of fans and spent twenty minutes talking with the Backers and his family. The Backers had to take off before the game resumed. It had been a great year and fortunately Bucky and his family appreciated the Backers enthusiasm.

Monday, August 10, 1998

The Bucky Beat by Tina Kirsh

Sunday, August 9, was the first Snappers game I attended since the day the Bucky Backers™ was "founded" on May 10. It was, as Harry Caray would've said, "A beautiful day for baseball." Your typical warm, humid, dog-days-of-August type of day. I couldn't have thought of a better place to be than at a ballpark.

I met up with Mike Herman in the parking lot, and he showed me the right gate to go to pick up our Bucky Backer tickets. He explained that Bucky always left tickets for the Backers. Of course! We all know Buck's a class act.

Even though we arrived almost an hour before game time, the park was starting to fill to capacity as a celebrity softball game was underway between TV soap opera stars and members of the local media (none of whose names we recognized!). But we didn't have to worry about seating -- courtesy of Mr. Jacobsen, we had terrific seats three rows behind the visiting Beloit Snappers' dugout. We saw Bucky after the team finished stretching in the outfield and thanked him for the excellent seats.

"Is that the famous Bucky?" asked a woman in the crowd, noting our t-shirts, as Bucky went back into the dugout to prepare for the game.

"Sure is," we replied.

We sported our official Bucky Backer t-shirts but so far, Mike and I were the only two Backers in attendence. We scanned the outfield bleachers for navy blue-clad fans sporting signs, but didn't see any. We sat waiting hopefully for the rest of the Backer clan to arrive.

(I'm sorry, but I have to digress here: As someone who goes to a couple Cubs games every month, with Wrigley Field's grossly overpriced concessions, I have to say that it ROCKS to be able to buy a hotdog and medium-sized drink for UNDER $5!)

Thankfully, just before the first pitch we spotted Paul and his crew in their official Bucky Backer t-shirts a few rows back and to the right of us. There might've been a couple extra seats next to them, but because our seats were so good, we decided to stay put for the time being. Our crowd was relatively quiet at first -- at least, as Mike said, compared to the other games the Backers attended -- but we didn't stay that way for long.

Bucky didn't get to bat in the first inning, as he was in the lineup to bat in the No. 4 cleanup spot, but to start off the second he belted a fastball over the shed next to the leftfield scoreboard for a solo home run, giving chase to the Cougars' early 3-0 lead. The Backers went nuts! We stood up and hooted, hollered, clapped ever-so-loudly, yelled, screamed, whistled, you name it! Talk about waking everyone up!

When we finally settled down, Mike commented, -- to the chuckles of those sitting in front of us -- "I guess about 10,000 people just found out who WE'RE rooting for!"

Bucky made a few excellent catches out in right field, and his arm is still strong as ever, as demonstrated by the bullets he threw to the cutoff man and to home plate on more than one occasion.

"We love you, Bucky!" chided a few of the younger female Backers as No. 33 jogged back to the dugout. Obviously blushing and with a hint of a smile on his face, Bucky kept his cool.

In the eighth inning, Paul called down to Mike and I to help them out with the fading B-U-C-K-Y signs for the next time Bucky was to bat. Just as we got ready (it just so happened that I was handed the Y, the same letter I held the first day I cheered for the Buckster), stadium events personnel started throwing cookies into the crowd as "C is for Cookie" played on the loudspeakers. The Backers quickly followed with their rendition, "B is for Bucky...."

We held up our signs and raised the noise level a notch or two, but we couldn't get a Snappers rally going. Unfortunately, seeing Bucky's 21st dinger was going to be the highlight of the game. Even with Don Money changing things around a bit by calling the shots from the first-base coach's box, the Snappers gave up a bunch of runs to lose to the Cougars 11 to 3.

After the game, we waited outside the visitors' locker room to chat with Bucky. After watching all the little kids (and not-so-little kids) run the bases, and after moving out of the way of several workers cleaning up the stadium (who no doubt wondered, "What the heck are those people still doing here?"), Bucky finally emerged with a souvenir for the Backers. It was the bat with which he hit his home run, and which he later broke during another at- bat. The group decided to give the bat to Aaron, who couldn't make it to the game that day (something about his brother's wedding... come on, Aaron, get your priorities straight!).

Mike talked with him about how the pitchers played him that day, someone asked why Don Money was at first base coaching (Apparently he just decided to do that all week for the heck of it. Superstitious perhaps?), and it was once again a cordial rap session with Bucky Jacobsen. He excitedly asked the Backers if they could attend a game at Beloit while his parents were in town next week.

"So what DO your parents think of all this?" I asked.

"Oh, they think it's crazy," he said. "My little brother will think it's great; they'll love it when they see everyone cheering. My mom - she'll probably cry."

...join the Bucky Backers in their unscheduled trip to Beloit on Friday, August 21!