For the record, I once had a clogged toilet (and no plunger) in my apartment during finals. So I shit in a grocery bag, stapled it shut, and tossed it in the dumpster. I can't wait to tell that one to my grandkids… I can still remember the sound of the staples (three of them) wedging into the old-style brown paper grocery bag. I also lined the bottom of the bag with newspaper to reduce the possibility of seepage.Two things here. One: I can't believe he lined the bag and then stapled it shut. He's like the Anal Retentive Chef of mad poopers. Two: Notice how crystal clear Florio's memories are of the incident. That's the thing about crapping your pants. It's just like winning a World Series. One misplaced shit can create a fucking lifetime of memories. I'm sure our commenters have plenty of stories of their own. Are you a player/coach/broadcaster/writer/blogger who has shat somewhere you didn't intend to? Or are you a fan who has an intriguing sports pooping story of your own? Send your poop stories to me here. We'll have another entry in this sure-to-be-fabled series later today.