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Never seen a streaker at any game I've umpired. But I did have a strange occurrence in a LL Juniors (13-14) game a few years ago. I was behind the plate, and as the pitcher was looking in for the sign, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that F7 started sprinting in from left field. There was no call for Time, nothing. I thought maybe the fielder badly needed to use the facilities, so I stopped play.
But the fielder didn't keep going to the nearest Portajohn. He just ran into the dugout on the third-base side, and sat on the bench. Come to find out, he got the living hell scared out of him by a ground hog that popped out of a hole not far from his position, and he was not going back out there. The manager had to make a defensive substitution.
Needless to say, this field wasn't the best-maintained field in the district.
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Fri May 31, 2013, 12:24am
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