Back when the Royals held spring training in Fort Myers, Fla., I was sent there to write a story about the wild nightlife that big-league baseball players enjoy during the spring.
That idea had two problems:
First, if ballplayers engage in wild nightlife they aren’t going to invite a guy from the newspaper along. And second, there wasn’t much nightlife to write about.
The Fort Myers hotel the Royals stayed in had a rec room, and on most nights a number of guys would play ping-pong or shoot some pool. If someone wanted to get really wild, he might take a swim.