This past weekend I was in Charlottesville, VA for my son’s baseball tournament. My son has been playing baseball for 11 years now, so I’ve been to a few baseball games, to say the least. This particular day, we were treated to graciousness from a local umpire that I personally have never experienced.
We have all heard the stories about parents, coaches and umpires and the crassness that often exhibits itself. There were 3 umpires on the field for this game, and the ‘head’ umpire (the one behind the plate) made the effort three different times to engage the visiting team parents, us in this case. With a smile, some humor and genuine interest he appeared before our clan to personally explain when confusion, disagreement and potentially disgruntling activities took place on the field.
Thank you Mr. Umpire (I didn’t get your name) for adding a touch of class to this game and my experience of it. ~Cherie
