Dino and Hammer got it!
I left the dugout and headed for the locker room to visit matilda, when all of sudden a loud crowd noise echoes down the hall and I see a rhubarb going on in front of home plate.
Our skipper had been silent all night, seeing that we were playing a great game, but now… he and three umpires were nose to nose and our third base coach was holding back our boy at bat while our first base coach was trying to restrain our skipper.
What the UIC didn’t see was the ball being hit straight back and touching the catcher’s mitt … nor did he see it hit the catcher’s mask. Why? Because at that very split second … he sneezed! Add to that, by the time the UIC got his eyes back in focus – the defense was in the process of celebrating a loud “he caught the foul!”
And if that wasn’t enough, the first base and third base umpires saw the play --- but were reluctant to overrule the UIC. As luck would have it, the ball was a new ball put into play, and the pitcher had just “dusted” his hand with rosin, which left a distinctive dab mark on the catcher’s mitt.
“Strike one!” was the call and we all got a rude awaking about staying alert and knowing the rules.