There’s nothing worse than the official who manages a game as though he’s the reason tens of thousands of fans turned out to the stadium. Scratch that, there’s nothing worse than the official who manages a little league game as though he’s the reason a dozen parents turned out to the field. And yet I am strangely drawn to this fellow.
Generally speaking, I like my home plate boy in blue to ring up a dude with a simple punch. But I think I would actually attend just to see this guy in action:
I’m curious to know if he kept this up all game, and if so, how his back was doin’ the morning after.