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Varsity fall ball game last night. 0-2 pitch splits the plate right at the knees for called strike three. As the batter is slowly walking towards the 3B dugout, I can see out of the corner of my eye that he's staring at me. I look over at him and he's got daggers in his eyes and then points with his bat to indicate that he thought the pitch was low. I say nothing and then he says, "You're terrible." It was probably only loud enough for the catcher and me to hear it.
I gave him the full treatment, removing my mask, giving the ejection mechanic and saying, "You're gone."
The head coach yells at him, "What are you doing? Get over here!" The coach came to me between innings to apologize for his player.
First ejection in probably 3 years - I don't keep track of them.
This year's first came early!
Last HS varsity scrimmage of the year. Visiting team is down 5-4 top 7. 2 outs .R1 & R3. 3-1 count.
Fastball on the outer edge and BR flips his bat toward his dugout and bolts to 1B as I ring up strike two. BR stops and walks (perhaps it was more of a deliberate stroll) back to pick up his discarded bat. Guess who gets the stink eye?
Next pitch. Everyone who knows anything about baseball knows what's going to happen, except perhaps BR. F1 delivers same exact pitch in the same exact place. Nice punch out to end the game and I hear, "You gotta be F*!#* kiddin' me!" as BR turns to me with fish bowl eyes. He then slams his helmet to the ground as I give the ol' heave ho.
Going way back in time to my first season doing high school ball. I was on the bases, working with an older guy from another association...someone I had never worked with, or even met. He was quite proud to tell me early on that this was his 36th year of high school baseball. Everything went fine until:
Runner on first, LH pitcher. He comes set, steps off with his back (left) foot and snaps a quick throw to first. Ball skips in dirt, clips the helmet of the runner diving back, then bounces in to dead ball territory. I call TIME, and send the runner to 3rd. DC approaches my partner...I was too far away to hear what he said, but I did hear partner's response "Yeah, Skip. I'll take care of it." He then motioned for me to come conference.
HIM: Why are you sending that guy to 3rd?
ME: Throw from an infielder goes to DBT, 2 bases.
HIM: But the throw came from the pitcher, that's just one base.
ME: You must not have seen him step off.
HIM: Sure I saw him step off, but he's still the pitcher.
ME: I don't believe you are correct. Once he disengages, he becomes an infielder.
HIM: No, as long as he's on the mound, he's a pitcher. Trust me, I've been at this a long time.
This goes back and forth for a bit, I eventually gave in (he's senior and it's his plate), but bet him a beer I was right. Partner sends runner back to 2nd. Now out of the dugout comes OC. He's walking slowly, not saying a word, but he's flipping through pages of a rule book.
U1 to OC: You better not be coming at me with a rule book.
OC (just now looking up from book): John, I'm confused...
U1:You can have the next hour or so in the parking lot to study your stinkin' book, 'cause YOU'RE GONE!
Guys like this are the reason we now have to issue warnings.
PS: He never did buy me that beer.