Man, I love the minor leagues.

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The game I saw, between the A’s and Royals, was held on one of the practice fields at Kansas City’s spring training complex. No public address announcer, no mascot, no concession stands. You share a port-a-potty with the players, many of whom also sit around you behind home plate. One or two are assigned to operate the scoreboard.

In such an intimate setting, you get to hear on-field exchanges. One batter came to the plate without his helmet, took crap from his teammates for it, ran back to the dugout to put on the helmet, and returned to the plate for this:

batter: Sorry ’bout that.
plate umpire: It’s not a problem for me.

Priceless.

Sam Runion, the Royals’ second-round pick in 2007, delivers a pitch to an unidentified A’s batter.

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