Before I joined a group in left-center, I would hang out with friends who used to have the Hard Right Cafe against the right field foul pole. This happened on a Sunday back during the good ole days of Saturday double headers. During the Sunday game with Auburn, one of their starting pitchers who pitched on Saturday got bored in the dugout and came down to the bullpen. He knew there was no way he was going back in on Sunday for any reason so he started asking for food and beer. This guy was huge. He was somewhere in the 6'5" to 6'7" range. In two innings, he ate 2 pork chops, 4 pieces of chicken and drank 2 beers. The other Auburn players in the bullpen were just looking at him and shaking their heads. They told us they were staying in Columbus and went to some restaurant over there that had one of those huge steaks that was free if you ate it all. They said that not only did this guy do it, he ate all of their leftovers too.
Here is a good one I missed. A friend of mine sits on the fence in right-center. One day before deep-friers were banned, his crew was going to do some french fries. He and another guy were dumping a bag of fries into the oil when a chunk of frozen fries poured out. He said that thing went off like a mortar. It singed his eyebrows and shot about 20 feet in the air. They had the radio going and he remembers Jim saying "They're really cooking out in centerfield now." Also, a couple of years ago, the jumbotron showed him pouring a big glass of wine. That should serve as a reminder. Don't pick your nose, scratch your Girados or pour your baseball water where the camera can see you.