down here we just let them play normal baseball.
I saw some playing T-ball once. The kid at bat hauled off and took a mighty swing that missed the ball, but hit the tee, which went skittering across the dirt out toward the little girl who was playing the pitcher defense position. The ball just dropped straight down on the plate, and the kid started running toward first. Nobody told the little girl what to do in these circumstances, so she ran over, picked up the tee, ran over to the kid and whacked him right over the head with it. Knocked him flat.
She stood there for a second, not knowing what to do next. Then, she looked up at the ump (a fat, middle-aged lesbian type who was waddling confusedly up the baseline with an aghast look on her face that said, "Oh, no, how do we turn this into warm fuzzies"), and asked, "Well? Was he safe or out?"
Put my faith in the people
And the people let me down.
So, I turned the other way,
And I carry on anyhow.