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by Chris Littmann • Oct 7, 2009 10:52 AM EDT
Marlins pitcher Sean West probably has a lot of baseball ahead of him. He's just 23 years old and closed the season going 4-1 in his final five decisions. That's reason to celebrate, right? Maybe he could've kept it a little more low key in this most recent instance in Philly:
Marlins reliever Sean West had a wild Saturday night, being involved in one fight, nearly provoking another, then getting lucky with a groupie at his hotel. West was leaving G Lounge (111 S. 17th) close to 2 a.m. Sunday morning when he was involved in a bit of pushing and shoving with a few other men. The 6-foot-8 rookie then climbed into a limousine with five women, cleat chasers, who had traveled in from Florida to hang out with the Marlins.
Cleat chasers? That's a new one for me. I'd heard jersey chasers. Perhaps that means these ladies don't really dig NBA or NHL players. Anyway, on to more of the fun details.
Limo driver Big Penny, says that while driving on Locust Street near 13th, West, 23, heckled a group of men, who then surrounded the car and threatened him, while Big Penny pleaded with the angry crowd not to harm his car, a Cadillac DTS sedan. Penny says one of West’s harem then vomited in the car, traveling up 13th Street, then again on Market Street, causing him to pull over at the Robert N.C. Nix, Sr. Federal Building where Penny says the pitcher nearly passed out.
It's no great surprise, but the Marlins have no comment on the matter.
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