Back the first year I started calling, I had my first plate. It was a middle school game and in about the second inning, the pitcher threw a hard high pitch that my eyes followed all the way into the catchers glove. I gave a good, loud call of "Ball."
Catcher and batter both look at me in astonishment. I look out at my BU in B position and he is slowly shaking his head in wonder and trying to keep from laughing out loud. (I think the coaches of both teams were also laughing, but I sure wasn't going to look!!)
I asked the batter, "You swung at that, didn't you?" She nods her head yes. I laugh, change the ball to a strike and go on with the game. I also vowed never to do that again, and as best I know, I haven't yet! It also tought me never to be so proud of a call that I can't change it when I'm obviously wrong!