one time when i was in high school i hit a ball into the left field corner and when i got to second i saw there was nobody at third. i was instantly thrilled about how smart i was for being the good baserunner who noticed things like that so i ran to third. the third baseman who was out in shallow left field immediately saw what i was doing and jogged back to the bag and i was out by 20 feet and my coach took me out of the game for being an idiot. i can’t even imagine what it must feel like to see stuff like that and be right. I can top this in the shame department. I tried the same thing during a middle school game and actually just barely made it, but I did the worst "slide" of all time to cap it off. Not really a slide so much as a flying belly flop that completely knocked the wind out of me. I tried to play it off like I was OK and stood up to dust myself off, but then...I'm still not even sure what happened. The 3B coach asked if I was OK, and, still trying to catch my breath all I could do was nod and unleash the loudest damn fart I've ever managed. I cannot emphasize enough how much of a foghorn this sounded like; it was like a delayed reaction to the belly flop and all of the air inside of me was blasting out of my ass. There's zero chance the people in the stands didn't hear it. The ump and the coach are trying their damnedest to not laugh, the third baseman is losing his mind, and my damn dugout is going nuts. Meanwhile, I'm finally doubled over with my hands on my knees trying to breathe again. I was not good at baseball. ahahahhahahhahhhaah what the horsefeathers