You knew it was a bad team when I was significant playing time. But the one that stands out the most was little league when I was about 11 or 12. A classmate convinced his dad to coach. Not only did he have zero experience coaching, but I think he learned everything about baseball from a weekend workshop. He drafted all of his sons' friends and acquaintances, who were mostly the "last to be picked" type. Needless to say, we a surplus of right fielders and designated runners on the team. We had literally zero players who had any prior pitching experience. So we all had to learn how to pitch (from the coach who had just learned himself, BTW), and figure out which ones were the least worst at it. I think we finally won the last game of the year, only because the other team had already checked out of the season (they were going to the playoffs). But hey, at least I learned how to pitch!
