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Don't pick up that bat!
Low-key, low level social adult co-ed slowpitch last night:
Runner on 2nd, ball driven to left center. Runner rounds 3rd and will coast home. There may be a play at 2nd. LCF comes up and FIRES the ball... home instead of 2nd! Runner will be safe by 5-6 steps, easy. Dumb throw, fielder.
Runner stops, oblivious to the throw coming in to the "I-play-catcher-because-they-make-me-and-I-bat-12th" female catcher. Stops literally a centimeter short of home, picks up the bat, and looks over to 2nd to see if his batter's going to be safe. Poor catcher reaches around the runner, and somehow manages to glove the ball - the force of the throw thwacks her glove into the runner's leg, still a centimeter off the plate.
PU was stunned into silence. F2 says, "Look, I caught it - did I get him?" PU says, "Yes you did! He's out!!!!" The runner probably STILL doesn't know what happened.
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West Houston Mike
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