[aceholleran]

I actually helped save my team a run (well, kinda) during my glorious two-year coaching career back in the Jurassic period. I was a highly paid ***'t. Pretty big state game. Girls' sauceball, but OBR apply.

We are on defense. 2 outs, R2. BR smacks a gapper. I groan. R2 scores handily, then F6 tags out BR trying to reach 2B. I thought I saw something hinky at the first-base sack.

I scream to my F3, 'ERIKA--DON'T LEAVE THE FIELD--GET THE BALL AND STEP ON FIRST AND YELL 'APPEAL #14!'" She does so, with a queer look at me.

U1, to my relief, bangs out the BR. Opposing skip is still irate about U3's call at 2B and doesn't even notice the appeal.

But R2's run stays on the scoreboard. I was, of course, having none of this. In my dulcetest tone possible, I protest the game. PU [after chewing out other skip] blows up at me and starts reading me the riot act. I stand there and take it, suppressing a smile, pie-hole firmly shut, knowing I was right.

Finally, PU says, "OK, whaddaya got?"

I reply, all nice-like, "We choose the third out to be the one made by BR at 1B. Since she didn't reach 1B safely with 2 away, no run can score on that play."

After much foofaraw, they removed the run from the board. Room-temp IQ convention in scorer's booth.

Then I let my opponents mgr. take a run at PU; I go back to the dugout and get the major pat on the back from my skipper.

Alas, we lost the game.

However, a good, real-life occurrence of both a force on an appeal AND an apparent fourth out.

Ace

PS: PU came up to me after the game and apologized.