Put your arm down, dumbfuck.

I remember in college we were playing some school somewhere in the second game of a doubleheader. Having started the first game on the mound, I was in the dugout at the start of the second game. In some inning, maybe the second or third - early anyway - a guy from the other team hit a home run over the left field wall. As he rounded first, he said, quietly, but loud enough that our dugout