The Milwaukee Brewers are scorching hot with a 65-44 record — the best in Major League Baseball — and under NL Manager of the Year Pat Murphy, they’ve surged from contender to legitimate World Series threat.
But while the baseball world is focused on the team’s dominance, fans are getting an up-close look at something far more… unusual behind the dugout curtain.
Pat Murphy’s secret weapon? Pocket pancakes. And leftover hallway pizza. Yes, really.
During Friday night’s game against the Washington Nationals, Murphy, 66, dropped a bombshell in a live Apple TV interview with reporter Tricia Whitaker. Asked about what he snacks on during games, Murphy casually revealed that he keeps pancakes in the pockets of his baseball pants — and then pulled one out on camera and took a bite.
As if that weren’t enough to make viewers spit out their Cracker Jacks, he offered one to Whitaker.
It Gets Even Weirder
In the postgame media scrum, reporters pressed Murphy for more details on his in-game eating quirks. What followed may go down as one of the most bizarre manager confessions in baseball history.
Murphy admitted he also keeps cold sausage pizza in his pocket — either in his pants or his hoodie — and that his preferred source for said pizza is half-eaten boxes left in hotel hallways.
“I usually get ’em out in the hotel when you walk down the (hallway),” Murphy said. “People keep pizza boxes outside. They always leave some slices.”
No, your eyes do not deceive you. The skipper of baseball’s best team casually admitted to salvaging pizza scraps from discarded hotel room service trays. This isn’t a minor-leaguer trying to stretch meal money. Murphy is on a multi-million-dollar contract running a World Series-caliber roster.
Manager of the Year or Dumpster Diving MVP?
Murphy’s game-day food habits have fans gagging and laughing in equal measure. Twitter exploded with reactions ranging from “legend” to “needs a wellness check.”
Still, maybe it’s all part of the formula. Pancakes in the left pocket, cold hallway pizza in the right, and a division-leading ballclub on the scoreboard.
Whatever he’s doing — as gross as it may be — it’s clearly working. But please, Coach Murphy… just ask the clubhouse to make you a fresh pie.
