That's right. There's too many other juicy bits of the hot moms to glance at.:D

While I would agree with you in 99% of cases, SHE made eye contact with me after she looked up after what she had done.

If it was during a level higher than Little League I probably would have let it take care of itself. However, she was picking on 11 and 12 year old kids and I wasn't going to allow it to escalate.

At which point you get whoever is in charge of the site, tell them what happened, and ask for the lady to be removed. If you can't find who's in charge, tell the coach of that fan's team to take care of it. But don't deal with fans directly.

This very shapely gal walked over to the fence during the second game of a 90-degree twin-bill on Saturday, wearing a pale orange tank top and denim shorts and asked me if I'd like something to drink ... and I almost blurt out "milk!"... but somehow I managed to say "water, please."

Seventeen year-olds have no business having a GLM who's that, uh, GL. And that school shouldn't be sending that particular mom to the fence to mess up the umpire's game. I take this stuff seriously.

I am fairly certain I would have never realized that the woman was pouring anything anywhere.

I know the topic is baseball parents, but....

Working a youth basketball game. Mom of a player is riding her kid whenever he does something wrong. I'm hearing it, feeling sorry for the player (who's by far the best on the floor), but I'm ignoring her.
He misses a layup, ball knocked out of bounds, and I'm moving past her (sitting in the 1st bleacher row), when she yells "that was a F***ing awful shot"!

Now, I could've stopped play, found the gym super or use the player's coach, to address that, but instead, in that sich!, right then and near her, I told her if I heard that type of language again, I'd have her escorted out of the gym. Parents lightly applauded, it took all of 3 sec, and she was quiet after that...

I believe in ignoring fans or having admin deal with a problem, but sometimes in a HTBT sich?........

Keep it in your knickers, Kevin!

My all time favorite "parentism" occurred about three years ago. I was working a Babe Ruth game by myself. The batter squared to bunt and was hit in the hand. I called dead ball and awarded the batter first base. From the stands I hear, "Blue, you've got to ask for help on that one!"

You should have pointed down the first base line and asked "DID HE GO!!!"...


..."I guess not"

Been there, done that. It never gets old either...always gets big laughs.

Had a Legion game last summer. Unbelievable looking, extra-friendly, tanned, 40-something mom in shorts & tank top greets us on the way in with a bottle of water & takes her place in a lawn chair behind the screen. Actually mentions in our brief visit that she is just divorced.
My partner (divorced) is checking her out and making comments about how he is going to get her number before we leave.

She gets on his tail about the strike zone on the first pitch and b****ed about every close call all day.
On the way out, I asked my PU if he got her number, at which time he said he told me to kiss his @ss! :)