Lost

I was watching baseball the other day on T.V.  It seems the umpires of today are not well enough to make a call.

In the major games, when a play is very close, and some team calls foul, the game is held up and the “umpires call New York.” for the official call

My guess is they are talking to an unshaven old, fat, man sitting in a trailer in Lower Brule, SD. and still in his underwear. How do we know?

So this old guy burps loudly and spills his beer as yells “OUT!” end of story. End of the sport as we have known it.

Now the umps can all stay home. Stay in their underwear. And burp.