An LSD No-NoMARCH 29, 2008
- Dock Ellis' stat card
- (The Baseball Reliquary)
- View the Slideshow
Dock Ellis: My name is Dock Phillip Ellis Jr., better known as the first militant of professional baseball.
- The Baseball Reliquary
- "Dock Ellis in the Country of Baseball" by Donald Hall
- "Rollin' with Dre: The Unauthorized Account" by Bruce Williams, Donnell Alexander
- Neille Ilel
More From Neille Ilel
We flew into San Diego and I asked the manager could I go home, because we had an off day. And he said, "Yeah."
So I took some LSD at the airport because I knew where it would hit me -- I'd be in my own little area and I'd know where to go. That's how I got to my friend's girlfriend's house.
She said, "What's wrong with you?"
I said, "I'm high as a Georgia pine."
The next day -- or what I thought was the next day -- she told me, "You better get up, you gotta go pitch!"
I said, "Pitch? What are you talking about, I pitch tomorrow." Because I had got up in the middle of the morning and took some more acid.
She grabbed the paper and showed me the sports page. I said, "Oh wow! What happened to yesterday?"
She said, "I don't know but you better get to that airport."
Now this was in the 1970s and "greenies" was Dexamyl. That was the drug of choice back then, a stimulant.
When I got to the game, there was a lady down there in San Diego, used to always have the bennies for me -- Benzedrine -- another stimulant. I went out to the dugout and reached up, because she was standing over the rail -- she always stood over the rail -- and had a pretty little gold pouch.
So I got the bennies, went on back in the clubhouse, took them.
The game started and a mist started, a misty rain. So all during the game was a little mist. The opposing team and my teammates, they knew I was high, but they didn't know what I was high on. They had no idea what LSD was other than what they see on TV with the hippies.
I didn't see the hitters. All I could tell was if they were on the right side or the left side. The catcher put tape on his fingers so I could see the signals.
There were times when the ball was hit back at me, I jumped because I thought it was coming fast, but the ball was coming slow. Third baseman came by and grabbed the ball, threw somebody out.
I never caught a ball from the catcher with two hands, because I thought that was a big ol' ball! And then sometimes it looks small. One time I covered first base, and I caught the ball and I tagged the base, all in one motion and I said, "Oh, I just made a touchdown."
We had a rookie on the team at that particular time named Dave Cash, and he kept saying after the first inning, "you got a no-no going"--a no-hitter.
I said, "Yeah, right," and I'd look.
Then around the forth inning he'd say it again. "You got a no-no going."
I look. "Yep."
But I could also feel the pressure from other players wanting to tell him to shut up. It's a superstition thing where you're not supposed to say nothing if somebody's throwin' a no-hitter. It's bad luck.
I didn't pay no attention to the score, you know. I'm trying to get the batters out. And I'm throwin' a crazy game. I'm hittin' people, walkin' people, throwin' balls in the dirt. They going everywhere!
It was easier to pitch with the LSD because I was so used to medicating myself. That's the way I was dealing with the fear of failure, the fear of losing, the fear of winning. Over 90 percent of the Major League was using Dexamyl when I was playing. It was part of the game, you know.
Announcer: Everybody in our bullpen is standing, walking around nervously. They wanna run and grab Dock. Now two balls and two strikes, and here's the pitch. Strike three! A no hitter! They're goin' after him. He got it! They're mobbing Dock Ellis on a no-hitter. They're from all over the place. They got him on a strikeout!
- Music Bridge:
- Dock Ellis No No Song
- Artist: Chuck Broadsky
- CD: The Baseball Ballads (ChuckBrodsky.com)