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I umpired a few years in a Hispanic league in Aurora, IL. They played every Sunday, two 9-inning games and paid VERY well, which is why I did it. The only thing I had a problem with was getting them to start on time. Other than that, except for the occasional bush-league play (fielder standing in baseline waiting to catch pop-fly and runner runs into him) and the fact that they never secured their bases to the ground it was a fun league.
Oh yeah, and they always had those ice-cream trucks, Hispanic style, stop by the games. The spectators and players loved this corn in the cob on a stick with cheese type food. It sure smelled nasty.
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