Ron Morehouse: Not your ordinary
minor league pitcher
May 19, 1989
Last Spring the brass
in Anaheim was drooling over the potential of
the 6-5, 195-pound hardball pitcher down in Palm Springs . That was before he hurt his
shoulder in midseason.
Now, a year later in Midland , Texas ,
Ron Morehouse is taking those first steps on the road back.
It may take all summer
and there are bound to be some rough nights, such as what amounted to his 1989
debut against Arkansas
when the Travelers tagged him for four first-inning runs.
No matter how rough it
gets, you still have to pull for Morehouse.
After all, how many
pitchers do you know who were born in Rugby ,
S.D. ? Or who attended South Dakota State University ?
What we are talking
about is someone who has been close to and a part of one of football’s great
round robin series, one that drives the nation’s most knowledgeable forecasters
bananas and anyone trying to figure out the matchups dizzy.
Where else is there a
rivalry to match it…South Dakota State vs. North Dakota, South Dakota vs. North
Dakota State, then North Dakota vs.…..uh, er , now where was I? And, by the
way, what state claims Dakota
State ? And if there is a Northern State ,
South Dakota, there has to be a Southern State, North Dakota ?
How many opportunities
do you get to look at the workings of a Swiss watch or the under-belly of a
diesel locomotive?
You can bet this was a
chance of a lifetime and this was one reporter who wasn’t going to let it get
away...
“Rich, how come the
Bison and Fighting Sioux are always better than the Coyotes and Jackrabbits?
“Riche. I know there’s
a lot of tradition involved when those old rivals square off, how come the guys
from Fargo and Grand Forks always get the best of the teams
from Brookings and Vermillion?”
Instead of bristling
with the hoped for indignation, the 24-year-old pitcher accepted reality and
the consistent success of UND and NSDU in Division, what, I, II, 1-A?... year
after year.
“They pay their
players and import them from Minnesota .
We can’t afford to pay ‘em so all of our players come from South Dakota ,” Morehouse explained.
The writer wasn’t so
impolite as to remind Rich that he was from Watertown , Minn. .
Football is one thing,
but can you imagine what it’s like playing baseball in South Dakota in the spring. Try, if you will
to image the biting bone chilling winds.
And then ground thaw and the totally essential mud room Mom or the Mrs. could
bring swift punishment if by passed.
Fact is, you couldn’t get in the house otherwise.
That’s one reason the
team heads out of state for 10 days or so. “Morehouse relates, “One year we
came down to Texas to play and I remember we stopped for gas, filled up and
presented the South Dakota State University credit card for payment.
“The attendant looked
at it and handed it back. He said they didn’t take credit cards from out of the
country.”
The writer tried to
seem sympathetic, but wondered why they just didn’t show the attendant their
passports. That would have solved everything.
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