During a state church SP tourney, I was behind the plate. The pitch came in, hit the corner of the plate and bounced up RIGHT into the batter's crotch.
I held up my hand, looked at the batter and said, "you all right?"
And in a thick Jersey accent, the batter replied, "Oh yeah, my ex-wife took those from me a long time ago."
Took me a while to regain my composure.
