A last cast for Ryan Theriot
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With this past Saturday’s trade of shortstop Ryan Theriot and left-hander Ted Lilly to the Los Angeles Dodgers, it affords Vine Line an opportunity to run one last piece about the diminutive shortstop from LSU.
In the August issue of Vine Line, we offered a new installment of our popular Cubs CrossOver feature, which often places a Cubs player in a non-baseball situation. It’s your standard fish-out-of-water story. However, this month, the only fish out of water were the ones Ryan Theriot was catching.
After a particularly tough day at the office, which included a 12-0 loss to the visitng Los Angeles Angels, Vine Line and bass columninst Mike Pehanich took Theriot out 40 miles
northwest of Wrigley Field to do a little bass fishing. An avid fisherman all his life, he even had a fishing bobblehead giveaway this year at Wrigley Field (left).
On the trip, Theriot relayed some classic fishing stories. After all, you can’t have a fishing trip without fishing stories, all in a Southern drawl and some photos from the day.
“My dad, he doesn’t like bass fishin’. He’s a saltwater snob to a certain extent. But he’ll fish croppie all day long. He’ll sit out there with his ultra light hookup…Then we’ll have a big fish fry at night. That’s what we grew up doing, fishin’ like that.”
“I did a salt water show once, redfish show on the coast. Me and a couple of other ballplayers….The host was this nice lady who didn’t know anything about fishing. We were on the boat 45 minutes, and she starts throwing up. She’d never been on a boat before. And we had just gotten on the fish, too. I was like, ‘What is going on here?’ So we had to go back in. We dropped her off and went back out and fished. We didn’t do the show, but we got to fish.”
“One time, our whole coaching staff went out in Houston on the Gulf to catch Cobia and snapper. And one of our coaches, I’m not going to name names, but for eight hours straight, he threw up. Our trainer, too. He spends all this time taking care of us, and yet, he’s hugging the toilet. It was like a real nice 68-foot boat, too.”
“My glove sponsor, Wilson, gives me a choice of gear from Cabela’s or Bass Pro Shop. My garage looks like a mini Bass Pro.”
“I love fishing because it lets you kind of get away from everything, turn yourself on/off.
It’s always been a passion of mine. Quiet time. It’s a good time to get people out of their element, it let’s people relax and get to know someone pretty good. I’ve rown up doing this, fishing and hunting. So it’s something that’s second nature to me.”
“[I remember] fishing one time when I was little in a lake called Country Club of Louisiana. I was in a little sweet pea row. A pea row is like a little canoe. I guess that’s Cajun for canoe. My dad both my brothers and myself in there, so if you moved to hard to one side, it would tip over. But I had the cane pole, and we’re fishin for croppie. A catfish hits my bait. It dragged us around the lake for an hour. And I swore I had Moby Dick on the line. I was talkin’ so much trash to my brothers and my dad. We finally dragged it in the boat, and it was only about a three-pound catfish, but I’ll never forget that one. That was a lot of fun. It was cool.”
“Mike Fontenot is a horrible fisherman. Probably one of the worst fishermen I’ve ever been around my entire life, true story. But for some reason he always catches fish, though. At LSU, we’d skip class and go fishin’. That’s just what we’d do.
“So me and two of our clubbies, Otis and Gary, were fishing in Arizona, of all places–the desert–right near my house out there so ‘Font’ comes out and fishes with us. Otis and Gary were in one area, me and Mike were in another area so Mike thinks it would be funny to cast right where their lines were and mess them up, hang them up. He ends up catching a five-pound bass. How does that happen? How do you do that? Where’s the rabbit’s foot? He’s a terrible fisherman, but he catches fish. So does that make him good? I don’t know. He has no idea what he’s doing. Maybe that’s what makes him a good baseball player. He has no idea of what he’s doing, but he’s just good.”