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Why not...
I was BU in "A" with a very experienced, highly rated partner. I was a second year greenhorn who had just been promoted to varsity games that season.
A screaming liner down the first base line, coming right at me it hit about an inch foul about half way between me and the base. I froze completely. Deer in the headlights froze.
My partner gave me a second to make the call, but he could have given me all afternoon and I wouldn't have made it.
Then he threw up his hands and yelled foul, seeing that I wasn't going to call it.
A couple innings later he called me over to the line between innings. He asked me, "what the hell happened on that liner?," and I said "I dunno, I jelled out, I guess."
For quite some time after that, when he would see me, he'd say "jelled out?", and then laugh his a$$ off. Good times!
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Matthew 15:14, 1 Corinthians 1:23-25
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