
08-27-2007, 07:26 PM
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Keeneland
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Join Date: May 2006
Location: Hossy's Mom's basement.
Posts: 10,217
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Originally Posted by Indian Charlie
i'll leave the obvious HO jokes to others, but if i may comment on your observation, a one or two game get together is an entirely different animal than the rec softball leagues that are populated by no-lifers who's worlds end with every call that goes against them, every lost game they shoulda won, every ball that was a strike, every strike that was a ball and so on.
one of my favorite examples was when i asked this woman to remove her earring as she came to bat. I explained to her that this was a league rule that certain types of jewelry were potentially dangerous and for their own safety, blah blah blah. She was about to comply peacefully when her idiot manager came storming up to me and at point blank range started yelling at me that this rule violated her religious beliefs and was a breach of her constitutional rights.
I ejected the moron out of the game and the nice woman took the earring off with a confused sheepish look on her face.
One incident I enjoyed immensely was when I was watching my friend umpire a game. There was this one super uptight A-type personality born again playing that always flew off the handle at any close call that went against him. He was the type that would SCREAM at the top of his lungs while his face turns red and veins in the forehead would start to pulsate like they are about to blow.
This night he chose to pitch, and my friend, who like all of us, despised this guy, decided to give him a bad night. About one or two times per inning, my friend would call a pitch high when it wasn't or flat when it wasn't. You could see the rage in this guys eyes and you could also tell he was being messed with. I was sitting behind the home plate area watching and I was laughing my ass off quite visibly and loudly.
My friend refused to take any offense at this guy complaining, and soon enough he just shut up as he realized there was no hope for him. My friend this whole time was stone faced, but would turn around once awhile and wink at me. I haven't laughed so hard since being arrested once!
Anyways, eventually this guy couldn't take it. After three bad pitch calls in the same at bat, he took the ball back from the catcher and just stood on the mound glaring at my friend for about 15 seconds. He turned fire engine red and then yelled out "Fucl< this, I can't take it anymore!" and threw the ball straight down and stomped off to play first base. If i had had a video camera with me, I'd have won 100k by submitting that video to one of those cheesy tv shows!
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