I had an old smitty leave me in the parking lot once after a called third strike by me (dandy curveball at the knees) with the tying run at 3rd, ended a PONY 14U tournament final. The visitors (a team from Tustin) won, leaving the local people angry. A lynch mob escorted us to the parking lot. Ol' Smitty got in his car and said, "I'll see ya, Steve!" and drove off in a hurry. There I was left to face the angry crowd.
I had no problem driving off in full gear!
Never do something like that to your partner, I don't care what happened on the field, you stick together. Nobody else will come to your rescue.
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Matthew 15:14, 1 Corinthians 1:23-25
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