So you’re at the bottom of the league’s standings, you’re in the cellar, what the heck…
- take the field with everyone wearing the same number.
- stuff a small pillow in the back of your uniform pants
- everybody sticks a mustache on their top lip
- go barefoot
- stick a propeller on the top of your batting helmet
- on every pitch, have your fielders start jumping jacks
- when you’re in the dugout, start singing … " I don’t want grow up I’m a ToysR us kid …"
- have your infielders wear vampire fangs
Unless your league has a specific ruling on any of this stuff … who cares… ta-heck-with-it…