If I were a Little League umpire, I would eject the first kid who flips his bat. Back in my day (the mid-aughts), you could get ejected for throwing your bat even accidentally.
I'd also love to look one of those shithead baseball parents in the eye and tell them their kid is not the next Manny Machado, just to watch the sparks fly.
And while I'm being a crotchety old sourpuss: the Savannah Bananas are obnoxious faggots. Bananaball may have some fun rules, but they're eclipsed by their games being clown shows.
AM I THE ONLY ONE HERE WHO GIVES A SHIT ABOUT THE UNWRITTEN RULES!?