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Sun Oct 24, 2004, 10:51pm
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In Lake Charles, McNeese St. U hosted tournament of 18U Gold teams.
Really a simple call, but one that I guess neither team expected. Championship game, three man crew. I am on the plate. 0-0 in 5th inning. Runner on 2B, two outs. 2-2 count on the batter. Left handed batter at the plate. Ball comes in close, batter jerks back ball tips the bat handle, going straight to catchers mitt. I signal tipped ball and ring batter out. Offense coaches, one from 1st and 3rd start towards plate area. 1St base umpire catches 1st base coach allowing the 3rd base coach to continue towards me. He gets about 1/2 way in, when the teams manager tells him, he will handle this. He slowly approaches me, sticks his hand out, and says, "Blue, that was a major league call." "I will handle my coaches." I really don't know what the two coaches could have had on their minds. Defensive coach also tells me it was a great call.
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