"the greatest athletic achievement by a man on a psychedelic journey"

It has already been established on this here blog that yours truly is a Yankees fan. But growing up as a youngster in Cowshitville, Pennsylvania, my childhood team loyalties lay with the black and gold: We were Pirate (and Steeler) fans. When Roberto Clemente died, it was practically a day of mourning in our town; in fact, our school even had a food drive for the earthquake victims in Nicaragua because of Clemente, and you know we never had food drives for anyone or anyplace because shit, honey, we were in the middle of fucking nowhere and no one told us about these things and goodness gracious, where was Nicaragua anyway?

One of Clemente's teammates was a pitcher named Dock Ellis, renowned for going around with his hair in curlers (well, when not on the mound) and, more famously, for pitching a no-hitter while on LSD and some other pharmaceuticals. The above is Dock's account of that day as dramatized by cartoonist James Blagden. It is seriously awesome. Sadly, Dock is no longer with us, but this is a great tribute to him. Hell, who needs steroids when you have LSD?