This photo of Cat calls out for an unofficial caption contest -- no prize except a No-Prize and the honour and camraderies of your fellow Bauxites.

(in deep NYC accent) Bunt? BUNT? You and your mother, coach. I ain't buntin'. I'm a HITTER.

"That's all I can stands, I can't stands no more!"

"Don't let them see you've just swallowed the tobacco juice. Maintain. Maintain."

The book says I'm a Spring, and Springs don't wear black!

"come on guys, change that sign,
or you can shove this bat where the sun don't shine"

fourth row behind dugout, blonde, big ......

"Ahhhhhh."

(Sorry, but he looks like he's cutting the cheese...)

They're probably both relaying signs, but only one of them for real. Confuse the enemy, ya know.

"What the hell do ya mean, it's not my *turn*?!"

"I think Keith Law and Mike Bordick are sitting in the stands and laughing at me!"

I'd say it's most likely he's getting his signs from Butterfield, the 3rd base coach. I'm not sure I've ever seen a hitter turn to look into the dugout for signs. Butter likely gets them from Gibbons, or perhaps Brantley if Gibby's feeling lazy.

As for the quote...perhaps he just got beaned in which case it would have to be "Must look tough...don't rub it!"

"Why, I ougtha..."

or...

"Dang Metamucil is kicking in at the wrong time..."

"Is that guy taking a picture of me? I will kill him"

"Damn, I shouldn't a done took the whole plug"

"If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers..."

Gibbon's gives the signs to Butterfield, and he relay's them to the hitter. Manager's call the game in the Majors.

"Frickin' Koskie put peanut butter in my shorts again."

The decision to just have Boomhauer shout the signs had some uninteded consequences. The opposition couldn't understand what he was saying, but his players couldn't either.

Wow! The POTD mojo picked up both the F Cat and collaterally, Scott Downs. Named for Hank, you are the maestro.