I played for a semi-pro baseball team.
At every game we sold raffle tickets. Half the money paid the team's expenses and the other half went to the winning ticket holder.
One day they held the drawing just as I was stepping up to bat.
The home plate umpire pulled the winning ticket, and then turned to me. "Could you read me the number?" he asked. "My vision's not too good."
At every game we sold raffle tickets. Half the money paid the team's expenses and the other half went to the winning ticket holder.
One day they held the drawing just as I was stepping up to bat.
The home plate umpire pulled the winning ticket, and then turned to me. "Could you read me the number?" he asked. "My vision's not too good."