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The old salt, Mark Bohn, fields a grounder on Saturday, July 4, 2009, in St. Regis, Mont.

I’ve always said that my definition of a good tournament is one that you play more games than you paid for. In the case of St. Regis this year, it looked like it was gonna be a not-so-good weekend after we dropped our first two games: Three-game guarantee, three games played.

But no, we hadda go and win that third game 20-17, ensuring we’d be back for the 8 a.m. Sunday morning game. Free softball, yes, but still … our Sunday record overall is about 8-50 over the years, plus this was Sunday morning in St. Regis, and as sure as the sun rises in the east, I’m sure that we’ve never, ever, ever won that first Sunday morning game in St. Regis. Making matters worse, we were facing the Mullan Boys, and they absolutely own us in Montana. I mean, bought, paid for and fully receipted.

All the factors were stacked against us, even the umpire, who made two lazy-ass calls at second base in the late innings. Bad calls are bad calls, but calls made in advance of the actual play are a travesty. After the second call, Bryan Sullivan was so mad that he ran the risk of being the first player ever tossed for saying “Jiminy Crickets” on a ballfield. Gary Beck was riding the umpire from the outfield as well, saying, “If Sully goes, we all go!”

Duane Miller in left field was secretly rooting for the ejection so he could be off the hook for anything he did the rest of the summer.

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