Me: We are up by one in the bottom of the 3rd. I’m going to give you another chance to close this out.
FOTF Chapman: Okay
Me: Throw an up and in fastball for a strike. Everyone knows the computer can’t hit that pitch on veteran.
FOTF Chapman: Okay
<Throws pitch way above the strike zone at a billion miles an hour. No swing. Ball 1>
Me: Love the command. Let’s try your splitter. Bottom corner away. Again, computer can’t hit that pitch on veteran.
FOTF Chapman: Okay
<Throws pitch. Misses the below the zone>
Me: Can you get a splitter to that spot?
<Throws pitch. Misses the below the zone>
Me: Let’s try the fastball up and in again.
<Throws pitch. Misses inside>
Me: You walked the leadoff man again.
FOTF Chapman: Yep
Me: Are you able to throw a strike?
FOTF Chapman: Sure.
<Throws 2 seam straight down the middle. 10 minutes later the ball still hasn’t landed and NASA is now tracking a new uninidentified object accelerating past the moon. Computer team on veteran wins and laughs at me again>
Me: That is the 6th game you’ve blown for me! What is wrong with you!
FOTF Chapman: Haven’t you seen me in real life?
<Me realizing my mistake>
FOTF Chapman: By the way, why did you even pick me if you don’t like me?
Me: I didn’t have a choice! You came in a FOTF No Sell pack!
<FOTF Chapman laughing>
<Me contemplating life choices>