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[aceholleran]

Adult summer league. Pretty good ball. Zero outs. R1 + R2. B1 grounds to F6. I am BU. For some reason R2 stops running about 10 feet off 2B. F6 freezes, starts to run at R2, then meekly flips to F4 at 2B. Too late to get R1. F4 wheels and deals to F3--no dice. R2 makes it to 3B. Sacks juiced, no outs.

BTW, R2 did nothing to interfere; F6 had a clear toss to 2B.

OC comes after me, not in nasty fashion, and says, "Ace! That's interjection--obfuscation--confusement!" He then lets fly a few more non-words. I am trying not to laugh. I calmed him, trying to explain that no rule was broken.

He harrumphed and grunted and finally made his way back to dugout, with one parting shot: "But that's gotta be somethin'!"

Ace in CT