"There's a break in the action. Let's send it down to Rick. What's going on on the field, Rick?"

"Well, we were supposed to go back to the studio for an update on scores and breaking sports news, but they are having technical difficulties, apparently. So let me tell you what happened to me recently. Went to a minor league ballgame the other day. When the lineups were announced, I learned that the first two hitters for the visiting team were brothers named Fowler. The starting pitcher for the home team was named Walker. I left.

"I went home and watched a different Triple-A game on TV where the pitcher was getting drilled. The manager, who was miked up, finally came out to pull him for a reliever and the pitcher said, 'Skip, I'm not tired at all.'   The manager replied, 'No, but your outfielders sure are.' 

"The pitcher, irate that he was coming out of the game, turned and fired the baseball with all his might into center field. The ball bounced off the wall and the center fielder, who was squatting down getting a breather, suddenly sprinted to where the ball was and threw a perfect strike to second base.

"About that time, my neighbor, who was at the minor league game but also left early, called and wanted to go to a bar at a nearby hotel. When we finally got there, we heard from the bartender that the the visiting team was staying there. After a few drinks, I had to use the men's room. As I was walking through the lobby to get to the restroom, I saw a man whom I recognized as the manager standing in the lobby. As his starting pitcher from earlier stumbled in the front door, the manager said in a booming, agitated voice, 'Drunk again!'  The player replied, 'Me too!'

"Oh, I think the technical difficulties have been fixed. Let's send it back to the studio."

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