Steve Dillard is an infielder who played for the Pawtucket Red Sox in 1974 and 1975. And in 1976, but they were called the Rhode Island Red Sox at the time. The plasma center is only open on Mondays and Tuesdays and Wednesdays and Thursdays and Fridays. Saturday and Sunday they're closed.
In 1974, at age 23, Dillard exploded with a mighty crash from Double-A Bristol, playing 90 Pawtucket games. He had 89 hits, 30 for for extra bases.
The next season (75), Dildo once again split time between double and triple A. Either way, he only hit one home run all told. His OBP was only .282. He struck out a lot and must have wondered how it ever got this crazy.
Okay, 1976, I see where this is going. Light-hitting infielder. That's the sad, sad truth... The dirty lowdown! Once again, Dillard batted like .230... One home run through 34 games... 10 walks and 16 strikeouts. No wonder he was called up! Fucking Jerry Remy wannabe.
1. Steve Dillard got consecutive hits in his first two big league at-bats in 1975. No other Boston player did that until fucking Chris Carter did in 2008. I hate Chris Carter. I hate him even more because everyone else slobbers all over him. I hate him so much. Maybe even more than I hate Tom Caron. I hate Chris Carter and everything he represents. I hate his fake affected limp, like he is some kind of sports hero. Go ahead and tell me I'm wrong and what an exceptional guy he is. That will only make me hate him more. Do you know how angry it made me when he came to the park as a visiting player and they played his old at-bat song?
To paraphrase Eric Cartman: "Well FUCK YOU, [Carter]! I hope you die! I hope you fucking die!"
2. "Steve Dillard 9/9 AWESOME guy- one of the nicest managers I've seen in recent times" (source)- Dillard has done some low-level managing in recent years.
I'm not going to bother telling you where to find Dillard. Unless you can prove to me that he is remotely interesting. You know where to find me.