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In the baseball metaphor, the intimate encounter or relationship itself is compared to the act of running the bases, where each progressive base indicates a more intimate level of contact, although the definition of what each base represents varies slightly.

  • First base - Kiss ing, especially "French" Kissing .

  • Second base - Fondling or groping, especially of the Breasts or Genitals .

  • Third base - Depending on the speaker, either full nudity or a non-intercourse Orgasm (especially when resulting from Oral Sex ) or Dry Humping (clothed genital to genital stimulation). Sometimes, fondling below-the-waist even without orgasm is included.

  • Home run (or "Hitting it out of the park", etc...) - Sexual Intercourse .

  • Grand Slam - Sexual intercourse four times in one night (sometimes sexual intercourse after knowing the other person for only one day) or Anal Sex for a heterosexual.


  • Scoring - Sexual Intercourse . This is not exclusive to baseball.

  • ---Comedian Joey Forman, in his 1960s album parodying Maharishi Mahesh Yogi , also parodied Grantland Rice by making the following comment: "In the game of love, my son, it matters not whether you win or lose... ''but did you score?''"


Woody Allen , in his 1972 feature film '' Play It Again, Sam '', has just awakened in bed with Diane Keaton , and the following dialogue ensues:
:She: What were you thinking about while we were doing it?
:He: Willie Mays .
:She: Do you always think of baseball players when you're making love?
:He: It keeps me going.
:She: I wondered why you kept yelling, "Slide!"

This was a followup to an early standup bit in which Woody talked about the later stages of a date, who turned out to be his second wife:

"That was two o'clock in the morning, and I get my date back to her apartment, and the two of us are alone, and we're going pretty good. I have to explain this very delicately, 'cause it's really tentative. As I... as I am an inordinately...passionate...man. Volatile. Sensual. In general a stud. When making love...when making love...in an effort...to prolong...the moment of ecstacy...I think of baseball players. All right, now you know. The two of us are making love violently, she's digging it, I figure I better start thinking of ballplayers quickly. So I figure it's one out, the ninth, the Giants are up. Mays lines a single to right, he takes second on a wild pitch. Now she is digging her nails into my neck. I decided to pinch-hit for McCovey . Alou pops out. Haller singles, Mays holds third. Now I got a first-and-third situation. Two out, the Giants are behind one run. I don't know whether to squeeze or steal. She's been in the shower for ten minutes, already. This is too...I can't tell you anymore, this is too personal. The Giants won."

The euphemism was highlighted again by Meat Loaf 's 1977 song '' Paradise By The Dashboard Light ''.


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