[bluezebra]

Originally Posted by aceholleran

I have to admit--a fan disconcerted me the other night. He didn't like a call at 1B. A$$hole is in the bleachers about 5-10 feet away from my A slot. Gave me an earful--that went on for next 5-6 plays. As I move out to "C," I see him standing up, giving me the middle digit and pointing at me.

I considered some options: a) scratching my temple with my own finger; b) adjusting my privates; c) showing him my (svelte) derriere as I bent over to pick up an unseen rock.

I ignored the guy; he kept up with the one-gun salute.

This was a LL game (girls, no less) and I thought about running the guy out, suspending the game until the guy left. No cops, no security, but Park Rangers on call. Close game, extra innings, getting dark, District Final.

I sucked it up.

Okay, gang. Did I wuss out or do the right thing?

Ace

Throw the putz a kiss. It drives them crazy.

Bob