Well, well, well, look at these two fellas, Gerrit Cole and Trevor Bauer. Heard their names buzzing around like flies on a hot summer day. Seems like they were something special back in their college days, pitchin’ balls and all that. I heard they were UCLA Bruins.
Gerrit Cole and Trevor Bauer UCLA
These two, Gerrit Cole and Trevor Bauer, they were like two roosters in the same coop, always tryin’ to outdo each other. One time, Gerrit Cole, he was pitchin’ for the Houston team. Trevor Bauer, he was with the Cleveland folks. And they were both tryin’ to be the best pitcher in the whole dang land. It’s like when my old hens, Bessie and Gertrude, used to fight over the best nestin’ spot. Always squawkin’ and carryin’ on.
They say Gerrit Cole was a real firecracker. Fast as a greased piglet at the county fair. I heard he could throw that ball real fast, maybe even faster than 100 miles per hour. Lordy, that’s faster than old man Johnson’s truck when he’s late for Sunday supper. And Trevor Bauer, he was no slouch either. People say he was somethin’ too.
- Gerrit Cole, he was somethin’ special.
- Trevor Bauer, he was good too, they say.
- They both played for that UCLA team.
- They didn’t like each other much.
- Always tryin’ to be better than the other one.
Gerrit Cole vs Trevor Bauer
From what I hear, these two, they didn’t get along too well. Like two tomcats fightin’ over the same alley. They were both fierce, wanted to be the top dog, er, top pitcher, I guess you’d say. They was at UCLA together, and folks say that most people liked Gerrit Cole, but Trevor Bauer, well, he rubbed folks the wrong way. Guess he was just too intense, like a bull in a china shop. I heard people call them “two very competitive dudes”.
Gerrit Cole, they say he was the best pitcher in all the colleges. Could have pitched with the big boys right then and there. He had all sorts of fancy pitches. But he was always tryin’ to outdo Trevor Bauer. I heard that Gerrit Cole and Trevor Bauer couldn’t stand to lose to one another. And Trevor Bauer, he was always tryin’ to outdo Gerrit Cole. They say Cole was the best but Bauer always tried to be better.
They kept track of all sorts of numbers. One was called “WHIP,” and another was called “BB/9 ratio.” Sounds like a bunch of hogwash to me. But apparently, Trevor Bauer was better at one of ’em, and Gerrit Cole was better at the other. It’s like when my grandkids argue over who got the bigger slice of pie. Always gotta be a competition.
Gerrit Cole and Trevor Bauer, Always in Competition
I heard that one of them, maybe it was Gerrit Cole, was real good at throwin’ a “four-seam” and a “two-seam” fastball. Sounds like somethin’ you’d order at the diner. But I guess it’s how you throw the ball. And he could throw it fast, I mean real fast, like I said before, over 100 miles per hour. And Trevor Bauer, well, he probably had his own fancy throws too.
They both went on to play with the big teams, after their college days. Gerrit Cole with the Houston Astros, and Trevor Bauer with the Cleveland Indians. Still tryin’ to outdo each other, I reckon. Just like them roosters in the coop, always somethin’ to prove.
It’s a funny old world, ain’t it? These young fellas, chasin’ their dreams, throwin’ balls, and gettin’ all worked up. Reminds me of my old days, chasin’ chickens and tryin’ to keep them out of the garden. A lot of work, but someone’s gotta do it. Those two are somethin’, I tell ya. Gerrit Cole and Trevor Bauer, two names you won’t forget, even if you tried.
They were the talk of the town back then I guess. Everyone was always comparin’ the two of them. Who was faster, who was stronger, who was just plain better. Sounds like a bunch of nonsense if you ask me. But people love to gossip. Just like when Mildred’s prize-winnin’ pig got loose at the fair, everyone had somethin’ to say about it. But those two, Gerrit Cole and Trevor Bauer, they were probably too busy throwin’ their fastballs to pay any mind to the chatter.
I reckon it all comes down to this: Gerrit Cole and Trevor Bauer, they were two of the best pitchers around. They pushed each other, made each other better, even if they didn’t always see eye to eye. Just like two seeds in the same garden, growin’ side by side, reachin’ for the sun. They might compete for the same water and sunlight, but in the end, they both bear fruit. And that’s somethin’, ain’t it? So, they had some fight back in college time. It is what it is. They were good players.
