I
guess it was the advent of the tracer that made us all aware of where
the strike zone really is, opposed to where the middle aged umps are
guessing at it's location. All season, I've been yelling at my TV, which
of course is an affliction of us aged ones.
Still,
tonight's plate umpire should be canned. His number, I think is 29. I
say that because wisely, he never turned his right shoulder toward the
camera. His inability to recognize the borderline strike zone kills
precision pitchers that like to hit the corners, of which this
incompetent couldn't find with a seeing eye dog.One pitch was almost dead center in the strike zone, but with a submarine pitch he got fooled right along with the hitter.
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