What is happening?

When I was in the seventh grade, I was the manager of the 7th-8th grade baseball team for my junior high school. Most of the students were children of soldiers, ranging from enlisted men to officers. (Our dear Florie had gone to the same junior-senior high school).

At one point we were tied for first place.We were scheduled to play the other first place team -- a private academy. The game was to be played at their home field.

The umpire for the game was the superintendent of that private academy.

By the time the game was over, seven innings as I recall, our pitchers had walked twenty-one (21) batters. Twenty-one. I doubt our pitchers threw a called strike that day.

I don't remember what the score was, but I was disgusted by the whole thing. Everyone on the team was disgusted by the whole thing. But nobody would have seriously thought that we should try to cause bodily harm to the umpire.