Just Like Baseball - Sorta
Ok. With a few less clothes. But both sports rely on the ‘ole fingers to signal. Just like a catcher in baseball. What the heck is he talking about. I’m still getting primed up for beach volleyball in Santa Cruz this weekend. I gotta know what’s going on. And, I’m a visual person - picture’s worth a thousand or so words, etc. So, here’s where I see the similarities. In baseball you’ve got a pitcher who has to spend the whole game squinting to look at the catcher’s crotch to figure out what pitch he’s suppose to throw. Who came up with this? Why doesn’t the pitcher just decide. How friggin’ complicated can it be. He’s only got a handful of pitches.
But, it’s beach volleyball I’m more interested in right now. So. Same kinda signal thing. This time, the server looks at her teammate’s butt to get the signal for the serve. They don’t do this is tennis doubles, so why is this really necessary. I think what we’ve got goin’ on here is a little “chatter among the girls.” See what I think this signal means is, “when we wrap up here, I’m looking for a two on one.” Or, “see that guy over there? Let’s double him up.” Whatta’ you think? Come on gals, help me out here - you’ve been outed.
Oh. I forgot to give you the link. Sorry. Hey. Don’t look at this - this is what got the Patriots in trouble. And, a lotta other people too. I gotta take my blood pressure pills.
I think I’m gonna like this beach volleyball thing. See you in Santa Cruz.
