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Last night I was working a BV game and I went to the end of the bleachers to stretch my hips and calf muscles, like I usually do.
There I saw a small airhorn, brought in by a fan.
I said nothing, but since the AD was nearby taking care of a spill, I whispered something into his ear. A few minutes later, I saw the AD with the airhorn.
We can take care of stuff without it looking like we're making a Federal case out of it.
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