Back in little league my team was one out away from becoming champions of the league. We were so excited we kept coming out of the dugout to celebrate early. The umpire had had enough of it and issues a warning to our coach that if we came out again before the game ended we would forfeit the game.
To ensure we didn't get out again, the coach wedged a stick in the latch to keep us in, so what we decided to do was rattle the cage and go nuts.
Then, the last strike was thrown, the game was over...and we tore the entire front fence of the dugout down.
We came running out on the field like madmen celebrating. The umpires were furious. They told the coach if he didn't fix the dugout he'd have to pay to get it fixed. Our coach went out to his truck, brought out some chicken wire and used it to tie the fence back on.
31 years later and you can still see the wonky fence kept together with chicken wire. I can't believe it's still standing after all this time.
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