I have story about an iroc daytona....
My Babe Ruth baseball (ages 13-15) coach was named Carlos. Carlos was as close to a real life Barney Fife as you could find. Needless to say, us teenage boys didn't give him a great deal of respect. I wasn't old enough to understand that we should have been thankful for the time devoted to us. Apparently, neither were any of the others kid. We all gave him a pretty hard way to go.
One season, Carlos had bought a brand new red Iroc Daytona. He was obviously very proud and always wanted to talk about it. As teenage boys, it was definately the only cool thing Carlos appeared to have going for himself.
One day during practice, Carlos and the centerfielder got into some sort of disagreement over where the kid should have thrown the ball. Well the next ball that came this kids way, the kid picked it up and instead of throwing it to were Carlos wanted, he turned the other direction and fired the ball way off the practice field. The kid threw a perfect strike at that Daytona and hit it directly in the drivers door. The ball definately left a sizeable dent.
Carlos was absolutely shocked and had no idea how to react or what to say. I guess he knew he couldn't legally or physically kick the kids ass. All of us kids just kind of chuckled to ourselves. I don't know how Carlos was able to keep from going off, I know I probably couldn't have. Poor Carlos drove his beloved Daytona with a dent in the door all season long.
