I arrived at the baseball field at the top of the 7th inning. The batter from the other team hit what was “apparently” a blatant foul ball that was called fair. Two runs were scored since BoBo’s team was slow to act (since it should have been called as foul).
Standing behind home plate, I felt a little out of place as the other team began snide comments. This was *not* the typical crowd of prior games. I moved over to our side to mingle with my own.
We were still ahead by two runs as the next batter came up to bat. His hit shot straight to the in field where it was retrieved, sent to 2nd and immediately to 1st base.
The game ended and our team came out on top.
Next up: Little league.