Karl…don’t do that

So we had an away game yesterday at Frontier and smoked them 13-2. It was so pleasuring to watch their faces as we walked by slapping their hands saying good game. I thought they were ready to cry or fight Karl, either one. Garrison pitched a gem of a game and we hit the baseball all over the field making frontier commit errors.

Our teammates didn’t know that Karl was called a vulgar name by a Frontier player. So we  walked off to our bench to pack up our gear and aboard the bus. Little did we know that Karl soon went to tell on the player to the umpire. The player confronted Karl with a handshake of apology that Karl shook with a no look of disgrace. This was an embarrassing moment for some people to see. Maybe next time Karl will just punch the kid in the stomach instead of telling on him. Deer Slayer- Signing out.