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Ok, gotta tell this on myself....
Doing a college double header. Plate on first game, only one minor problem. Left handed batter at the plate. Change-up pitch on its way. She turns body so that knee is over the plate and gets hit. Starts to 1B. I call dead ball strike. Coach comes to me - "Blue, the ball hit her and she was in batter's box!" So, what is your point coach?" "That's a HBP," "Ball was in the zone coach" "Dead ball strike" Second game - 3BU. The Embarassing Moment...... Line drvie towards left field. I turn to go out, ball is foul my inches. Start up with my hands, start to yell "foul" my new full bottom plate starts out of my mouth. I grab it with my right hand, signaling towards foul terrority with my left, and cannot say anything, nor in this position can I raise both hands to indicate "foul". Offensive 3B coach starts getting on my a** because I did not correctly indicate or yell "foul". Hell, I did have my back to the infield and left hand pointing towards foul ground. What more could she ask?
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LOLRMAOTF
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At this point, you remove your dentures and say "Sorry coach - had a little problem. Got any polygrip??" [/B][/QUOTE] rotfl
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"Fffforry coach - had a lifffle problem."
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I knew I should not have made this post...
But hell, it happened, have fun....We all laughed out a**'s off in the locker room after the game. I also told the coach what had happened, after the game. She laughed and laughed and laughed........
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Let me laugh at myself, and add mine here.
Varsity game, first game of the new season, end of March. Utility building with restrooms sits in middle of parking lot between BB and SB fields. But restrooms are locked because Maintenance Supervisor hasn't turned on the water for fear of late freeze. I discovered the locked doors when I went over there just prior to pre-game conference. Now what? High School is quarter mile away; teams are ready to play; do I take a chance? Wrong decision to start the game. End of 5th inning I am cross-legged after every batter. If I had been the BU I could have told my partner to go Single Ump system for a few minutes. But I was PU. So I told him to hold the fort and I walked off the field to my car, with a couple hundred sets of inquiring eyes on me as I left. Drove to HS, ran across lawn, down couple hallways to restrooms, then back. Longest walk of my life between car and back onto field (all of 100'). Home coach approached me and said: "Why the hell didn't you tell me you were leaving? I had to go also!" WMB |
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WMB - No trees to hide behind???? :-D
When my DD was playing LL - one ump would always take an extra long break at about the 4th inning - to walk up the the restrooms on the other field. We dubbed it the Brouker (his last name) Break. He's still umping, and I now get to harrass him about it. |
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Misery loves company
Had a tooth knocked out when I got hit with a baseball during a practice (I understand why LL requires helmets on kids shagging during infield) and for a while I had a temporary appliance in my mouth. Close play at the plate, runner barely gets in under the tag...time to sell the call...SAFE! SAFE!....appliance flies out of my mouth and out into the infield...tried unsuccessfully to find a hole around the backstop to crawl into....
Thanks for sharing, Whiskers...I know now that I am not alone. Strike FWEEEEEEE!!!!! Hee hee..... |
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