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Three years ago, under 30 adult league (prima-donnas), late July, best 2 out of 3 series for the summer championship, first game won by team A on Friday night, it's Saturday morning and a double header to decide, 9 innning games, 95 degrees. My partner is my son, he takes the plate and I am hoping there is no game 2. By the 5th inning team B is smacking team A but they have removed the 15 run rule for this end of season tournament so we can't even end it in 7. Player-coach for team A is an a**hole. All of the players on his team want to concede and move on to game 3, but he rides them all unmercifully, calls them names, hollers, argues, etc. To this day I wonder why they didn't open a can of whip a** on him. 9 innings and 3 hours the game is finally over, score something like 25-5. So, I will take the plate for the final game, I tell them 20 minutes, both sides say OK, and my partner and I go to the car to change.
We are back from the car. Did I mention it was 95 degrees? Coach from team A says his guys are not back from the store yet (more than half are missing). I have not had a conversation with team B's a**hole coach yet, so I don't know how many of his are at the store, or are more likely contemplating whipping his a**. I say why not, we said 20 minutes and you all agreed. "They just aren't, tough sh*t". "What do you mean tough sh*t" I say. He says "I mean tough sh*t, what's your problem?". "My problem is it's 95 degrees and you said you would be ready, we are and your are not." "Why are you out here" he says. "I'm fat, and old and need the exercise, and it d*mn sure ain't for the money", say I as the few in crowd who haven't gone to the store crack up. He then utters the magic words, "why don't you just go home". And this guy is not the a**hole.
My partner (son) went with me.
And all this for $50 a game for 9 inning double headers in 95 degree heat with prima-donnas. I haven't worked an adult league game since although I will say the over 30's and especially the over 40's were just happy to be playing and not nearly as high strung.
This game I left before it got started. The only other game I have left was forfeited, because an ejected coach would not leave. He was losing 12-5 in the 5th at the time. It was a nasty argument that got him ejected. He never coached another game.
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