Bob Smizik's blog has one of the best non-cocaine or LSD story I've ever heard about the Pirates. It's from the infamous Francisco Cabrera-Sid Bream play in Game 7 of the '92 NLCS:
Van Slyke told the MLB Network that on the game-winning hit, ``he motioned to Bonds to move in. Bonds responded by giving him the finger, and the ball ended up landing exactly where Van Slyke said to play.''
That made me laugh out loud. By coincidence, my dentist has a signed photograph of Sid Bream sliding home on that play hanging on her waiting room wall. I asked her about it one time and it turns out Bream is her uncle. One time I was in the waiting room and Sid Bream's mom was there for a cleaning. She was actually very nice. I had just presumed that Bream was the spawn of Satan for the way he ripped my 11-year-old heart out.