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Originally posted by Mike Follett
When I first started out umpiring 26 years ago, back in the outside (balloon) protector days, I never used to wear a cup. I just always hung my fist down in front of the "boys". Never had a problem; never got hit there.
I finally got smarter with age, and started wearing a cup everytime I was PU.
Just this past Tuesday night while calling a Sr. League (15-16) game, I took the hardest, most direct cup shot, that I've ever taken in my life. It hurt, and it took my breath away, but I don't think a soul there, except for my partner, even knew what had just happened. If not for that cup, I'd probably still be rolling around on the ground behind home plate. Certainly, the boys would probably be as big as beach balls right about now. I can tell you one thing for sure. It made an absolute believer out of me and that memory will last for the rest of my umpiring car eer.
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That reminds me...last yaer FED game, i got the sacks. PU has all the good WV stuff on. Curveball gets away from F2 and smacks him in the nads, I don't hear that familiar "cup shot" sound, he turns around and heads for the backstop, grabs the chainlink fence and howls like a stuck pig...then pukes. I offered to take dish, crazy sob got back in there, without a cup(good thing it was a blow out in the 6th!!)