I've had my share of ejections for the usual vanilla reasons - cussing at me, accusing me of cheating, incessant chirping- but I've never had a softball coach go Earl Weaver on me, till Sunday at about 8.03 am.
ASA 14 U, first game of bracket play, I'm PU. R1 on 1B, 1 out. She steals and on her horrible slide ends up in the lap of F5, who applies a tag-that hits the runner in the head.
"Earl" comes barreling out of the dugout headed towards 2B informing everybody that the tag was Bull****. At about the third base line he starts yelling at the other teams player. My partner is moving in on him, and I'm talking the other teams managers and coaches off the ledge. I did and so I turn my attention to "Earl", and move smartly towards him. I get there and he repeats, loudly, the "BS" spiel.
I inform him he is ejected and needs to leave the field. He then moves towards me aggressively and partner does a good job of blocking. Now the manager wheels himself out and asks why I'm ejecting his coach? I try not to laugh and give him some of my reasons, and it seems to be over.
Two pitches later "Earl' is behind the backstop letting everyone know "I'm a a$$$$$$ and he's filing a report. He finally left when TD and UIC sold him on leave now or let the cops decide if he should leave.
It was classic and I have no meaningful prior history with this guy. I'm thinking really bad hangover.
