I Guess I Deserved it, or Maybe Not.....
A couple of years ago I allowed the parent in me to take over during one of my sons game's. I know it wasn't right for me to jump on the umpire working the bases on the game, but I did it anyway. The PU was a rook and the BU should have known better. Here's what happened.
My son was on second base with two outs. F1, for whatever reason, engaged the rubber in the windup. As he started to step back with his free foot my son took off for third. Without even a second thought the pitcher quickly turned and threw my son out at third. I was livid that this guy allowed the out to stand on such a huge balk, one that a second year umpire should be able to call in his sleep. So, I yelled to him that he wasn't worth the $55.00 they were paying him if he couldn't make that call.
Well, tonight I saw him for the first time since then working my middle sons tournament game. Before the game he walked straight up to me and told me that if I said one word about one of his calls tonight he'd eject me from the park. I told him he didn't have anything to say to me, but if he planned on ejecting me as a spectator watching my son play he'd better be ready for the $hit-storm to follow with the league.
I know I shouldn't have said anything two years ago, but for him to seek me out tonight and confront me like this was BS.
Tim.
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