#1: “I’m Sofa King Wee” Todd “Did From All Those Beers” Hundley

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“I don’t get it.  Why is Baylor making me walk in a straight line?”If you’re ever standing next to both Todd Hundley and an abandoned well, and you don’t accidentally pat him on the back hard enough to send him hurtling into the inky dark abyss, well I guess you don’t have a murderous heart. And that’s okay. I guess if you compared him to, say, a group of guys who dress up as clowns and drive across the country getting into circuses for free and then slaughtering all of the caged animals and making kids cry, he’s not that bad a human being. But when it comes to guys who have donned the blue pinstripes in my lifetime, he’s the worst of the worst. So if you can’t find it in the darkest part of your heart to send the man to his doom, at least turn to him and say, “You know what, Todd? You were the Number One Bottom Cub of Bad Kermit’s lifetime. Man, did he ever hate you. You’re lucky I’m not him right now, because he’d probably want to throw you into that abandoned well right there.” And when Hundley says, “Who the f@#$ is Bad Kermit?” that’s when you shove him. F@#$ that guy.

For those of you old enough to remember the play of Randy Hundley, you probably remember him as a pretty solid catcher for the Cubs in the late 60s and early 70s. Even if you never had a chance to watch him play, you have probably heard his Virginian draaaaaawl in the booth with either Harry and Steve, Chip and Steve/Joe, Len and Bob, or Pat and Ron.

Did you ever notice that, since 2001, all of the broadcasters have been sort of tiptoeing around something when Randy is in the booth?

Like, for example, the fact that Randy’s f@#$stick of a son spent two seasons with the Cubs taking a massive steamer on his father’s memory. That, since 2001, every time a Cubs fan hears the name “Hundley,” they roll their eyes and say, “F@#$ that mother f@#$er” instead of saying, “Oh, yeah! Good old Randy! I met that guy! Hell of a nice guy. The accent’s a bit much, but he seems like good folk.” Did you ever notice during the 2001 and 2002 seasons how, when Randy was in the booth, Ron Santo had to bite his lip bloody to keep from screaming down from the booth, “F@#$ you, Todd! You’ll never be your father! Shit, you’ll never even be Scott Servais!”

You should have noticed. The Cubs signed Todd Hundley as a free agent on December 19, 2000, to a FOUR-YEAR, $23.5M DEAL. Hundley had put together a couple of decent years with the New York Mets (including a 41-home run season in 1996 which broke the single season Met record and single-season catcher record at the time) and the Los Angeles Dodgers. I guess at the time that was the going rate for catchers who switch hit. Also for ones that batted from both sides of the plate.

I remember being pretty pissed that the Cubs were spending that much money on a catcher who was thirty-two years old at the start of the 2001 season, and who had missed an awful lot of time with “injuries.” And when I say “injuries,” I am of course referring to the rumors which swirled around Hundley during his Met years that he spent a lot of time on the disabled list with Betty Ford.

I don’t recall if it was Hundley’s first start as a Cub on April 4, 2001, at Wrigley Field against the Expos or if it was soon thereafter, but I do remember one blustery day in Chicago as I was watching the team and their fans bundled against the frigid Chicago April. Everyone’s teeth were chattering, everyone was forgoing beer for hot chocolate and huddling together against the cold. Everyone, that is, except for Hundley. Hundley was sweating like a whore in church. I imagine anyone actually at the game could have gotten a contact drunk off the guy if they were within six rows of the Cubs dugout. I’ve seen guys sweat out hangovers, but until that day I had never noticed it happening in the middle of a Major League Baseball game.

If I owned a bar in Wrigleyville, without a doubt I would invent a signature shot called “Todd Hundley Sweat.” It would have absinthe, tequila, a Cubs fan’s tears, and a few drops of failure. It would taste like ass. You could order it by saying, “Gimme a Hundley,” or you could just say, “F@#$ this f@#$ing team,” and I’d know what you’d want. And I’d charge you $23.5M for it.

Hundley’s alleged drunkenness fit in with the entitled asshole attitude he carried around his entire life. After his dad caught on with the Cubs, he was able to provide Hundley with a nice upbringing in Palatine, Illinois. There are people out there who have had a comfortable upbringing who didn’t turn into complete f@#$wads. Hundley was not one of those people. He was just like that kid at the end of your block who had the G.I. Joe U.S.S. Flagg aircraft carrier, Yo Joe!and he never let you play with it, and when he got sick of it, instead of giving it to some kid who would play with it, he f@#$ing blew it up with an M-80. While his pet frog was on the deck of it.

Hundley didn’t help his image at all with his on-field performance. He hit below the Mendoza line in his first year with the Cubs, putting up a .187/.268/.374 line. I think he also struck out looking six hundred times that season. No? Well, it sure seemed like it. He didn’t do much better his second year with the Cubs, as his .211/.301/.421 line shows. Hundley also spent a lot of time on the disabled list in his two years with dragon-breath, a headache, cotton mouth, and a fat chick in his bed a “bad back.” Hundley appeared in 171 games during his two years with the Cubs, yet managed to compile 169 memorable strikeouts in 512 at-bats in that time. I know the Kerry Wood 20-strikeout game gets a lot of play, but I would love to watch a replay of the third strike of all 169 Todd Hundley strikeouts with “Tubthumping” playing in the background. If someone makes it happen, I will pay you with a post-dated bad check good money for it.

Hundley continued acting like a spoiled f@#$ing asshole his entire life. In August of 2005, Hundley was arrested under suspicion of driving under the influence. In his Hummer H2. With his 15-year-old daughter in the back. And his 8-year-old daughter. First, let’s get past our initial anger that Todd F@#$ing Hundley made enough money in his Major League career to be able to pay the gas prices on a Hummer H2. Never mind the fact that Hundley has spawn roaming the earth. This f@#$ing asshole had the nerve to endanger everyone on the road and his two young daughters. If you’re going to drive drunk (NOTE: Don’t drive drunk), at least do the responsible thing and take a Hancock into a tree by yourself. Don’t endanger everyone else around you.

Hundley proceeded to fail a field sobriety test, and blamed his failure on the Vicodin he took for his ailing back. I’ll let 98 Years and Counting handle that bullshit claim.

You mean to tell me that he expects us to believe that this strapping ex-jock couldn’t pass a field test because he took one Vike on an empty stomach? It’s not like he’s a 60 year old ex-NFL’er like Jim Otto who takes an hour to get out of bed. He’s 36 and he’s got a bad back. If he can’t even stand on one leg, what on earth is he doing driving? This guy obviously thinks we’re dumber than he is.

Hundley also claimed that he didn’t ask for “special treatment” when he failed the sobriety test. Yeah, right. Does anyone believe that Hundley didn’t immediately play the spoiled rich kid “Do you know who I am?” card? And when the cops said, “Who? Phil Nevin?” I imagine Hundley said, “Well, do you know who my dad is?”

Hundley went on to say, “I wasn’t driving 100 m.p.h. through the neighborhood, I was going 2 m.p.h. and just got discombobulated. People that know me personally know I don’t go out getting drunk around town and killing people, that I’m not like that.” How good of him. When Todd Hundley gets shit-faced and starts bombing around town in his tank car, at least he doesn’t intend to kill anyone. And someone might want to check on Todd’s 2 m.p.h. story. I used to work at the Brookfield Zoo, and the speed limit of the street which connected the parking lots was 3 m.p.h. My car’s speedometer at the time started at 5 m.p.h., and I had to brake the entire time to go the speed limit. The only things Hundley has ever done at 2 m.p.h. are lift a beer to his mouth and run full speed to first base.

I wonder if his upbringing had anything to do with the fact that the guy steadfastly refused to button his f@#$ing jersey. The guy wore his jersey like he had just been broken out of Fox River State Penitentiary by his smart younger brother.“Lincoln, can you button up your shirt?  For God’s sake, I can see your pubes.” Christ, man. Nobody wants to see your chest hair all slimy and matted down by the grain alcohol gushing out of your pores.

As far as I can tell, Todd Hundley is the only member of The Bottom 126 who has his own anti-fan page. The page was briefly revived in April of this year, but has not been updated recently.

Hundley was finally traded on December 4, 2002, with Chad Hermansen to the Los Angeles Dodgers for Mark Grudzielanek and Eric Karros. It was a bittersweet day for me. I knew that one day the end of the Todd Hundley Era would spell the end of The Bottom 126. It has been a damn fun, occasionally-exhausting, incredibly frustrating ride. Thanks for reading and keeping me motivated to count these guys down. Stay tuned this weekend, as I plan on not only giving you guys a chance to give your input as to the list as a whole, but I also plan on unveiling the details of HJE‘s next recurring series.


Low Point: June 26, 2002. Surprisingly, Todd Hundley’s low point came in a game during which he went 2-5 with a home run. While playing the Cincinnati Reds at Wrigley Field, Hundley had apparently had enough of the booing Cub fans. After Hundley hit a solo home run in the 6th inning, he flipped off what appeared to be the Reds’ dugout. After the game, Hundley said he didn’t have a problem with any of the Reds, but meant to flip off some of his hecklers behind the Reds’ dugout. Oh, good. You weren’t showing up the other team, you were telling the people who pay to watch you suck, “F@#$ you!” Classy move, you drunk f@#$. The next time you’re trying to flip off some hecklers, aim for the ones in the middle. The incident guaranteed that Hundley would no longer be received will at Wrigley, no matter what he did.

As one reader wrote to me (I would credit him, but don’t know if he wants me using his name; please claim your story in the credits, if you want to, and I will give you your “propers”):

Labor Day 2002 – Second Game of a DoubleHeader with the Brewers, Kerry Wood vs a tall rookie named Diggens who gets KO’d early, forcing Andrew Lorraine into the fray…not surprisingly Lorraine gives up 5 home runs, including one to Wood and one to Hundley…why is this a candidate for the low point?

In the fourth inning, Wood gets the first out on a routine grounder to first. Second batter K’s, ball dropped by Hundley, throw wide of the bag and batter is safe. Next batter K’s, second out. Next batter K’s, ball gets by Hundley back to the screen, two men on. Next batter K’s Hundley holds on and records his second putout of the inning on Wood’s fourth strikeout.

When Wood hits his home run, everyone in the remaining overserved crowd is half-cheering and half-laughing at Andrew Lorraine. When Hundley hits his mercy-fuck net job off Lorraine, the crowd rises as one and BOOS. It’s all Todd can do to keep from flipping everyone off.

When you underperform, flip off your fans, claim that the booing is “comical” to you, and tell your critics that they can kiss your butt, you truly earn your distinction as the worst Cub of my lifetime. Screw you, Hundley.


Did You Know? Hundley was the starting catcher and had a home run and 3 RBIs for the Dodgers in the infamous game in 2000 when a brawl broke out between the Cubs fans and the Dodgers’ bullpen after a Cubs fan stole a cap off the head of one of the Dodgers’ relievers. Yours truly was laughing hysterically in the bleachers when the fight broke out. Todd Hundley was laughing hysterically because he was drunk.

For your bonus trivia, Hundley attended William Fremd High School in Palatine, which sports other upstanding alums in Jim Degorski and Juan Luna, currently awaiting trial for the infamous Palatine Brown’s Chicken massacre. Hey, at least in his lifetime, Hundley has only massacred hopes, dreams, and handles of Jack Daniels.

57 Responses to “#1: “I’m Sofa King Wee” Todd “Did From All Those Beers” Hundley”

  1. JD Says:

    I get the first comment! I haven’t even read it, yet. I can tell my grandkids about this!

  2. BigFlax Says:

    He truly was brutal. It’s almost like the Cubs didn’t do any scouting before they signed him. They probably just said “Hey, he hit .284 last year with 24 home runs! Pretty dang good for a catcher!” and ignored the facts that:

    (a) In 1999, his second-to-last year in LA, he hit .207 in 114 games. He did have 24 home runs, yet his SLG was still a pitiful .436. (Note: he naturally failed to equal even this miserable figure in either Cubs year.) His OBP was sub-.300.

    (b) In 1998, he hit .161 in 53 games for the Mets. His OPS+ was 40.

    So I would say that Hundley is a fitting #1 not just because he sucked ass, but because his signing embodies everything wrong with the Cubs’ front office for most of our lifetimes. They couldn’t possibly have done anything but cherry-pick his stats – “He hit 41 home runs once, I’m sure he could do it again!” – because if they’d looked at the whole body of work, they would, hopefully, have run screaming from the room. Ye gods.

  3. CT Says:

    My favorite Hundley is a douchebag moment was when he blamed his horrific start in 2001 on the fact that Don Baylor didn’t start him on Opening Day. He said this to reporters. And Baylor probably held him out because he was absolutely fucking hammered. I can’t stand the guy.

    But I loved the B126.

  4. Jared Says:

    Hey, but that trade turned out good for us!

  5. Poobiscuit Says:

    You talk about F***stick’s failure to do anything at the plate(and deservedly so), but you should also mention that his work behind the plate made Micheal Barret look like Ivan Rodriguez. I swear, he moved about as fluidly as an arthritic rhino.

  6. godendahl Says:

    There was a site on Hawkins, possibly http://www.latroyhawkinssucks.com, and it was my favorite site until he was traded and the site died. Good old LaGascan.

  7. ilrnr2910 Says:

    The perfect way to end the Bottom 126. But I’m sad to see it go!

  8. Hoost Says:

    Hoost thouroughly enjoyed reading this list over the last few months.

  9. domer.mq Says:

    Damn. That’s exactly what I did with my U.S.S. Flagg. Except M80 = 30 Bottle Rockets, and Frog = Neighbor’s Cat who ran away before I could really do anything. Stupid fucking cat.

  10. d Says:

    what a fucker

  11. d Says:

    what a fucker that Todd. Good pick for number one.

  12. Morris Says:

    Even worse, that picture makes him look like Paul Bako, TWO of my least favorite Cubs of all time in one place.

  13. Pre Says:

    Todd Hundley is the only cub I’ve ever booed in person.

    I’ve talked non-stop shit about tons (DeShields, Ohman, Eyre, Salazar, etc etc etc) of cubs, but when it came down to it I rooted for them because I wanted the cubs to win. But Hundley was so shitty and such a dickbag that I openly rooted against him.

  14. Jeff Pico Says:

    Scary that Todd could still call a better game than the “touched” catcher that we have now and the idiot with the engineering degree from Northwestern.
    What a waste he was. Roids can turn a good field no hit catcher into a 41 homer guy. Perpetuating the pattern of sons of big leaguers (not named Griffey) do an awful lot to live up to dad’s career.

  15. Flem Says:

    At the risk of being called out for a kiss-assey comment, let me say this:

    This site is the work of one guy, Bad Kermit, who may or may not have a day job, and this thing is consistently funnier than The Onion and The Sports Guy combined. Fucking RESPECT.

    If the B126 were a published book, I’d buy like five copies, including one for my Dad, who stopped following baseball in 2003 for reasons I don’t need to get into. Nice work Kermit.

  16. Andrew Says:

    First off, let me admit that I am a Dodger fan. I stumbled across this list randomly and have thoroughly enjoyed it, as I’ve also caught several Cubs games over the years on WGN whenever I’m enjoying a lazy afternoon, and have seen how most of these guys deserve this ridicule.

    BUT I think you guys should be thankful you only had 1 Hundley tour of duty. We had to endure 2. AND to make matters worse, we traded two DECENT players (Karros, Grudzielanek) to get him a second time. WHAT…THE…F@&K?! For the 2003 season, we basically swapped two decent players for two of the worst 126 Cubs of all time. (Hundley, McGriff) The result? The Dodgers offense was anemic, and you guys got to enjoy a run to the NLCS until #3 screwed you guys over.

    I’m in no way asking for pity from Cubs fans. I can only imagine the torture you guys go through year in and year out, and I really do respect that. But holy crap, what did we EVER do to deserve Todd Hundley TWICE?!

  17. Andrew Says:

    By the way, as I write this, the Dodgers are down 1 in the bottom of the 10th with Juan Pierre due up third. So the way I see it, no matter what happens, we’re already down an out. Our management obviously does not have a history of watching Cubs games.

  18. Andrew Says:

    Edit: Olmedo Saenz just hit a 2-run walk off HR with Pierre on deck, allowing my TV to live to see another day.

  19. Pete Says:

    Great great list, I can’t wait for another one…..oh yeah and Hundley sucks.

  20. Northside Fro Dog Says:

    The only game Hundley actually did well was that two-homer game against the Sox in 2002. I believe they were still booing his ass though. Also, all those times he left the game because he was “dehydrated.” Very pathetic.

  21. Pie Says:

    So, my favorite Hundley story… It was an April game in Pissburgh, and Hundley loses a foul ball pretty much straight up and a little towards the 1B on-deck circle. He doesn’t find it… doesn’t find it… sees it, awkwardly tries to slide and turn the mitt. Ball off the thumb. Hundley leaves (and goes to the DL).

    That play made the AP photo in the Quad City Times. My dad cut it out. It still is taped to the filing cabinet next to my bed back home in Iowa. I laugh my ass off every time I look at it.

  22. Pie Says:

    So, my favorite Hundley story… It was an April game in Pissburgh, and Hundley loses a foul ball pretty much straight up and a little towards the 1B on-deck circle. He doesn’t find it… doesn’t find it… sees it, awkwardly tries to slide and turn the mitt. Ball off the thumb. Hundley leaves (and goes to the DL).

    That play made the AP photo in the Quad City Times. My dad cut it out. It still is taped to the filing cabinet next to my bed back home in Iowa. I laugh my ass off every time I look at it.

  23. MarkO Says:

    I think a Bottom 126 book is the best idea I’ve seen all day today. No alt-text, unless we’re talking about Books Of The Future, but I guess those could be captions instead.

    Andrew, my father was born in Brooklyn, and might feel that the Dodgers did “something” to deserve Hundley twice. However, the Dodger fans I’ve encountered (the ones not streaming toward the exit in a one run game after the sixth) are good, smart fans, and did not deserve that shit.

  24. MarkO Says:

    Oh, and Bad Kermit, this list was just what the doctor ordered over the first two months of this season. Thanks for that.

  25. Bad Kermit Says:

    Flem, thanks, man. Nicest thing I’ve heard all day.

    MarkO, no problem. Also, NO ONE deserves Todd Hundley.

  26. Esposito Says:

    Unbuttoned jersey . . . booze oozing out of chest pores . . . good God, don’t get Hundley’s old chest protector near an open flame, you’ll kill us all!

  27. Al Lindro Says:

    As a body of work, and I do mean WORK, this B126 is just tremendous. I’ve been contemplating how I’ll get through it all. It seems gluttonous to just sit down and read it all at one time. That would be sort of like drinking an entire bottle of single malt scotch without stopping now and then to eat the crackers and cheese.

    So here is my plan: Each time the Cubs (a) screw up an inning with a bonehead play, (b) blow a game they had in their control, (c) fail to hustle, (d) swing at the first pitch 8 inches from the strike zone, (e) give up an 0-2 home run, or (f) cause Ron Santo to say, for any reason, “Oh nooooo…”, I will read one of the 126 entries. I figure I will finish the entire inventory by no later than a week from Tuesday.

  28. Section 242 Says:

    Kerm–

    Take this list, make a PG version, and publish it as a book. People will buy it. If you need help finding a publisher, I got a guy.

  29. Section 242 Says:

    Kerm–

    Take this list, make a PG version, and publish it as a book. People will buy it. If you need help finding a publisher, I got a guy.

  30. Mike D. Says:

    Hey thanks for plugging my long-dormant blog, Kerm. I had forgotten what a hatchet job I delivered on Hundley until I re-read it. Yikes. I was actually starting to feel a little bad about what I wrote until I saw a couple chucklehead commentors remark that I was just being jealous.

    Jealous? Of what? The fact that I, too, haven’t enjoyed the opportunity to blow $47 million on making my liver enlarge to the size of Bolivia? Well maybe I am jealous, but whatever. Todd Hundley sucks and blows at the same time; that’s all there is to it.

    I was most chagrined by how he went all 800 lb. Pound Gorilla in ’01 and insisted on being activated from the DL although the Cubs were in contention and doing well enough with Girardi and Machado behind the dish. Thanks, Todd. Thanks for not even having the decency to get the hint and stay away from the club when it would have helped them. Thanks for insisting on being activated so you help steer us right out of contention with your patented infield pop outs. Thanks alot, douche.

    Great work on this list, Kerm. You deserve a drink. Next time I see you, I’m buying.

    We’ll let Todd drive us home.

  31. cubsfaninfla Says:

    Well, it was certainly a wild ride until we came down to the final two (we all knew who they were gonna be)……

  32. Liz Says:

    This is by far the funniest Cubs blog out there, and the B126 was awesome, thanks Bad Kermit. Can’t wait to see whats next. 🙂

    I’m also for the book idea, I would definitely buy it.

  33. Bad Kermit Says:

    Mike, I knew you were involved with 98 years, but didn’t even realize you wrote that one. I’m a dope. You did so well tearing him apart, I was tempted to just cut-and-paste your whole post.

  34. Bad Kermit Says:

    Mike, I knew you were involved with 98 years, but didn’t even realize you wrote that one. I’m a dope. You did so well tearing him apart, I was tempted to just cut-and-paste your whole post.

  35. vapor Says:

    BK i’ve got to thank you for this list and also compliment you on your humor and wit. Enduring these wastes of life, especially Hundley, was similar to enduring a colonoscopy in front of the girl in high school that you jerked off to 3-5 times a day. To take something so utterly painful, and make it enjoyable takes some incredible skill and you sir have that gift. Kudos to you for the list, and the site, and FUCK YOU HUNDLEY YOU FAT SWEATY DRUNKEN FUCKSTICK (and no i still don’t feel better)

  36. Chip Ramsey Says:

    Please do not paint all of us Fremd grads with the same brush. Some of us went on to lead productive lives and are contributing members to society. And, we’re sober.

  37. Bad Kermit Says:

    Chip, you’re drunk RIGHT NOW, aren’t you?

  38. Slaky Says:

    Chip??? WORST NAME EVER.

    I’m wasted

  39. Slaky Says:

    Chip??? WORST NAME EVER.

    I’m wasted

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  41. Jiraiya Says:

    Wow, congrats on finishing the B126. We laughed (a lot), we cried (not really), we grimaced at nasty memories of players’ contributions to the world of suck.

  42. Jack Says:

    Thanks Bad Kermit. I don’t ahve the internet at home, so I’m reading this at work this morning after the Atlanta debacle. Boy, I needed this. Now instead of some umpire, I wanna punch me some Hundley. Let me just say: Worst. Officiating. Ever.

  43. EG Says:

    This was awesome, Kerm.

  44. EG Says:

    This was awesome, Kerm.

  45. Bad Kermit Says:

    Section 242, if you have a guy, can you drop me an e-mail?

    badkermit@hirejimessian.com

    Everyone else, thanks for the kind words. I hope for good things from the next list, as well.

  46. cherigrace Says:

    Absolutely must be published. If you don’t get it sold to one publisher, pitch it to about 50 others. My parents were writers, and always advised you have to pitch it to at least 30 different publishing companies before you even think of giving up. Go for it! Royalty checks are nice.

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  52. Reuschel's Jowls Says:

    Okay, I just read this for the first time (sue me, I didn’t discover HJE until last spring).

    Absolutely brilliant, sir. I didn’t think I could hate anyone from that era of Cub baseball more than I hated Mel Rojas, but I think that’s simply because I blotted out Hundley from my memory.

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  55. Joe Says:

    Typical dork Cub fans who can’t come to grips with the fact that the cubs and everyone who has worn a cub uniform (at least while wearing the uniform) are LOSERS!!!! And people ask me, “Joe. You were born and raised on Addison and Ashland. (one mile from yuppyville…aka wrigley field). How the hell can you be a sox fan?”. The answer is quite simple. The cub “fans” are unknowledable dorks who act as if going to a damn cub game is like meeting the queen of england. And quite simply, the cubs have no heart. They are losers.

  56. Bad Kermit Says:

    @Joe – How topical to this post. Sox fans like you give Sox fans a bad name. Go fuck yourself.

    Love, Kermit

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