Early 90s, back to the baseball field me and all my friends used to hang out at. It was like a chocolate factory for sports bros. My little league coach was the guy who put it all together. Our field had a mini green monster in left field. A water tower over the fence in right field had a bullseye painted on the roof and free Dodger tickets to anyone who hit it. Off the field there was a BMX track and mini skate park. We had a Jordan Jammer and a 5 hole mini golf course. He let us work in the snack shack where everything was free. Turns out he was a child molester who was arrested as part of a world-wide child-porn ring and died in police custody. When I heard the news I started reading about kid predators and omfg this dude checked every fucking box. Like today he wouldn't be allowed within a mile of a little league; single male, successful attorney who was rich but lived with his parents. Could not maintain relationships with adults, although he could manipulate people if it got him closer to his goal. He always had gifts, trips to baseball games, movies, water parks, Disneyland once a year, we never paid for shit. But, every year he selected one kid that he wanted as his special friend. He actually tried to get me at the Malibu Grand Prix, but it weirded me out when he sat me on his lap. I was like, I don't even let my dad do that shit, know way I'm letting this creep do it. After that the gifts stopped and we never really talked. I haven't thought about this shit in like 30 years. At the time it was the best time of my life. Looking back it was a fucking horror show.
CW: child molestation
Early 90s, back to the baseball field me and all my friends used to hang out at. It was like a chocolate factory for sports bros. My little league coach was the guy who put it all together. Our field had a mini green monster in left field. A water tower over the fence in right field had a bullseye painted on the roof and free Dodger tickets to anyone who hit it. Off the field there was a BMX track and mini skate park. We had a Jordan Jammer and a 5 hole mini golf course. He let us work in the snack shack where everything was free. Turns out he was a child molester who was arrested as part of a world-wide child-porn ring and died in police custody. When I heard the news I started reading about kid predators and omfg this dude checked every fucking box. Like today he wouldn't be allowed within a mile of a little league; single male, successful attorney who was rich but lived with his parents. Could not maintain relationships with adults, although he could manipulate people if it got him closer to his goal. He always had gifts, trips to baseball games, movies, water parks, Disneyland once a year, we never paid for shit. But, every year he selected one kid that he wanted as his special friend. He actually tried to get me at the Malibu Grand Prix, but it weirded me out when he sat me on his lap. I was like, I don't even let my dad do that shit, know way I'm letting this creep do it. After that the gifts stopped and we never really talked. I haven't thought about this shit in like 30 years. At the time it was the best time of my life. Looking back it was a fucking horror show.