We had our first Middle School scrimmage tonight. About the fifth inning, car horn starts sounding when our pitcher is in her windup. Not every pitch, but often enough for Blue to finally take notice. We were the visiting team by the way. Blue stops the game, talks to the other coach, who goes over the the fence where an SUV is parked. I thought it was a kid honking the horn. Turns out it was an adult woman.
In a freaking MIDDLE SCHOOL SCRIMMAGE! It wasnt even a game that counted!!!!!!
In a freaking MIDDLE SCHOOL SCRIMMAGE! It wasnt even a game that counted!!!!!!
