After changing into our uniforms, we rotated a series of 4 stations; infield, outfield, pitching, and then concluded with hitting. Mickey Brantley gave excellent instructions on the basics of hitting, while Howard Johnson tried to guess our professions. Once lunch was over, we learned which big league player had drafted us, I was on Zacs Dogs, coached by Pat Zachery & Bobby Wine. We then headed to the fields to play our first game. We were behind in our first game 4 -0, when we battled back to score 3 in the top of the 7th on a triple by one of our players. This lead to a bazaar play that was awarded the "bonehead play of the day". The other team believed our runner had missed 2nd base. After a discussion the pitcher stepped off the mound and "lollipopped" a throw to 2nd base. Our runner at 3rd then raced home and scored the tying run. When the umpire called both runners safe, the manager of the other team, Duffy Dyer, screamed at his team's stupidity for failing to call time out before their appeal. Our game continued for 2 more innings where we scored 2 in the top of the 9th, only to lose by one run in the bottom of the 9th. I was overmatched and only managed to foul off a pitch while striking out twice. Our 2nd game was suspended for darkness after 4 innings, we would finish it the next morning, before
we played our scheduled doubleheader. Earlier talk of going out to dinner was over-ruled and most of us simply went to bed at 9.