I couldn't imagine not defending my wife if she was pitching and some idiot hit 3 rockets at her.
Her husband was in fact playing in that game, but in the case of the line drives he didn't do anything. He's no shrinking violet, though: in the last game of the season he challenged a wisea$$ opponent (an ump in my association, no less) who had done some dirty crash or said something or other. So much of that garbage happens, I can hardly keep it straight from year to year.
In that township's co-ed championship game that year, I as BU watched the PU toss a whiner who popped up for the second-to-last out of the game after arguing about a high pitch. The whiner works for a big insurance company—in the same office as the PU who tossed him.
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greymule
More whiskey—and fresh horses for my men!
Roll Tide!
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