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Most fun I ever had with a coach - last game of the season, and by this time I know everybody. Undefeated team against crappy team, game doesn't matter in the standings. At the plate conference, it's made clear by both coaches that they are not going to be using their real pitchers, and anything remotely hittable is a strike. The game proceeded with almost a scrimmage sort of atmosphere.
Top of the last inning, my BU who joined me midseason, and had maybe 3 games under his belt already, completely blew an obvious obstruction call (he was in C, and it was on the SS), but he knew he saw SOMEthing, so he calls me in, we discuss it, I ask him what he saw, I explain the rule to him and let HIM make the obstruction call. (SS was, incidentally, the coach's daughter)
Fielding team's coach walks out toward me. As he approaches, I say, "Coach, this was his call, if you want to appeal it, go talk to him." He, now close enough that no one else can hear it, says, "Yeah, I know, I saw it too. But I have to support my daughter, right?" I say, "Fine." He says, "So, you want to give them a show?" I say OK, and we start going at it, yelling, face to face, pointing, ranting, etc., both of us trying not to bust out laughing. Then we start kicking dirt on each other. At that point, most everyone knew we were just screwing around. Then he ejects me. I eject him. So we both leave, and watch the rest from the parking lot.
Surprised young BU did ok behind the plate for the rest of the game (maybe 3 batters). I was proud of him. He still talks about that game in meetings.
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