Last summer I was playing part time on my cousin's beer softball league. I live in Edmonton so just to be a pain in the ass, I throw on a Calgary Flames t-shirt. They sent me out to left field, and I proceed to drop not one...not two...not three...but FOUR fly balls! The first one was just rust, but after the 2nd I think I was just rattled. So here's this guy wearing a Calgary Flames shirt in Edmonton, dropping everything that comes his way. I still hear about that one from my cuz, ugh...
The worst part was, I badly wanted to show em that Im not that bad, so I play 3rd base the next game. And what happens? First inning, fly ball to me...and I fudge it yet again. I FINALLY caught one in the 3rd, much to my relief.