Years ago, I helped my brother John coach Little League. We were having a bad night one night and I was sent out to coach first base to "reverse the polarity" as John put it. While I loved the kids I didn't take managing a game with little boys seriously.
Anyway, I sent a kid down to second just because he thought it would be fun. When the inning was over the 'manager" said, " I don't recall putting on the steal sign." To which I replied " I don't recall looking over there and seeing Earl Weaver."
This is Earl Weaver in his glory. And they don't let the umps talk back like that although the ump says something reeeeeaaaallly funny when Weaver tells him he will be in the Hall of Fame someday.
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