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a looong time ago.......
On a hot sweaty night in south Georgia, I was doing one of my first youth games (solo)....ground ball in the infield...... I was attempting to clear the catcher and was running up the first base line trying to juggle my mask, indicator and hang on to the balloon protector......
I tripped on one of the straps of the protector and down I went into a heap.....total face plant......and never saw the play........combine fine georgia clay dust and sweat meant I got up looking like someone had rolled a biscuit in flour.......
hard to live that one down......
Stan
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