Years ago I took a break from the business and played senior ball. Truth being, the organization I was employed by went belly up.
In any event, our club did an away game in Upper State New York. Beautiful country. When we arrive at the park, I and the other guys parked the cars, our wives got out and set up a small picnic area and we all settled in to a few munchies waiting for the other team.
They arrived and out of one of their cars steps this gal wearing a uniform. She puts on a ball cap, then starts tossing the ball around with the rest of them. I, along with the others on my club, started to joke and poke fun at her - under our breath of course, having a chuckle here and there. Soon, the tone and the decibels got to the point where the gal started to hear us, but made no motion that she did. Then we started to feel a little indignant that this club would put a softballer on the mound against us… not cool, not cool at all.
Well, after seven innings of play (I think) she has us for three up, and three down… just as easy as you please. The lady was no joke, nor was she anyone to be taken lightly. It was only in the eight inning that she was relieved by their third baseman. That’s when we got on the boards, but not enough to make any kind of a showing.
After the game, we lined up for shaking hands. I and the rest of my teammates, greeted the lady - one by one, with hats off, an apology for the rude remarks and the unsportsmanlike conduct.
But that wasn’t the worse of it. All the way back home … I mean all the very long way back home, our wives kept on asking …" honey… was that a woman out there pitching against your guys?"
There was no joy in Mudville that night… nope, no joy at all. So guys… be careful out there.