Daniel Murphy was in the batters box, concentrating on the pitch that was about to come in from Kyle Kendrick.
That’s the pitch! he thought to himself. He swung and got just a little piece of it, a swinging bunt that got him out at first, but got El Once to second base. As he was heading his way back to the dugout, he spotted home plate umpire Brian O’Nora, who appeared to be turning a little bit green.
“You okay, Brian?” Daniel asked.
“I think I’m going to be sick,” Brian said and quickly ran off the field.
“Uh oh,” Daniel said. He looked around. The other three umpires were standing there, looking at each other. This was a problem.
“I don’t think he’s coming back,” Daniel said.
While the umpires quickly conferenced and decided who was going to suit up to go behind home plate, Daniel made his way into the dugout and snuck into the clubhouse. He knew he had a few minutes while the new umpire changed into his gear.
“It’s Superhero time,” Daniel said.
Daniel quickly ran down the tunnel and to the clubhouse. He grabbed his gym bag and in a flash, was donned in his orange and blue Superhero costume and seconds later, he was on his way to the umpire’s locker room – the cape with the large number 28 trailing behind.
“Oh, the humanity!” Daniel heard coming from inside, followed by a very loud wretching sound.
“Oh boy,” Daniel said. “A Superhero has to do what a Superhero has to do.” He took a deep breath and opened the door. Brian O’Nora was on his knees, hugging the toilet bowl. He looked up at Daniel, sweat pouring down his face.
“Ugh,” Brian said. “This sucks.”
“It does,” Daniel said.
“I’m dying,” Brian said.
“You’re not dying,” Daniel said. “You’re just sick. You’ll feel better in the morning.”
“I’m never going to feel better!” Brian said, right before heaving once again into the bowl.
“Um,” Daniel said, starting to wretch himself “You will. Uh… I have to go now.” Daniel quickly ran out before he became sick himself.