In baseball, the umpire is the person charged with officiating the game, including beginning and ending the game, enforcing the rules of the game and the grounds, making judgment calls on plays, and handling the disciplinary actions. The term is often shortened to the colloquial form ump. They are also sometimes addressed as blue at lower levels due to the common color of the uniform worn by umpires. In professional baseball, the term "blue" is seldom used by players or managers, who instead call the umpire by his actual name in order to show respect (and to reflect the fact that MLB umpires do not always wear blue). Although games were often officiated by a sole umpire in the formative years of the sport, since the turn of the 20th century officiating has been commonly divided among several umpires, who form the umpiring crew.
In a game officiated by two or more umpires, the umpire in chief is the umpire who is in charge of the entire game. This umpire calls balls and strikes, calls fair balls and foul balls short of first/third base, and makes most calls concerning the batter or concerning baserunners near home plate. If another umpire leaves the infield to cover a potential play in foul ground or in the outfield, then the plate umpire may move to cover a potential play near second or third base. (The umpire-in-chief should not be confused with the crew chief, who is often a different umpire; see below.) In the event that an umpire is injured and only three remain, generally the second base position will be left vacant.
Baseball is a bat-and-ball sport played between two teams of nine players each. The aim is to score runs by hitting a thrown ball with a bat and touching a series of four bases arranged at the corners of a ninety-foot diamond. Players on the batting team take turns hitting against the pitcher of the fielding team, which tries to stop them from scoring runs by getting hitters out in any of several ways. A player on the batting team can stop at any of the bases and later advance via a teammate's hit or other means. The teams switch between batting and fielding whenever the fielding team records three outs. One turn at bat for each team constitutes an inning and nine innings make up a professional game. The team with the most runs at the end of the game wins.
Evolving from older bat-and-ball games, an early form of baseball was being played in England by the mid-eighteenth century. This game was brought by immigrants to North America, where the modern version developed. By the late nineteenth century, baseball was widely recognized as the national sport of the United States. Baseball is now popular in North America, parts of Central and South America and the Caribbean, and parts of East Asia.
Giuseppe Paulo "Joe" DiMaggio (/dɨˈmɑːʒioʊ/ or /dɨˈmædʒioʊ/; November 25, 1914 – March 8, 1999), nicknamed "Joltin' Joe" and "The Yankee Clipper", was an American Major League Baseball center fielder who played his entire 13-year career for the New York Yankees. He is perhaps best known for his 56-game hitting streak (May 15 – July 16, 1941), a record that still stands. DiMaggio was inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1955.
A three-time MVP winner and 13-time All-Star, DiMaggio is the only player to be selected for the All-Star Game in every season he played. During his thirteen years with the Yankees, the club won ten American League pennants and nine World Series championships.
At the time of his retirement, he ranked fifth in career home runs (361) and sixth in career slugging percentage (.579). He was voted the sport's greatest living player in a poll taken in the baseball centennial year of 1969.
His brothers Vince and Dom also became major league center fielders.
DiMaggio was born in Martinez, California, the eighth of nine children born to immigrants from Italy, Giuseppe (1872–1949) and Rosalia (Mercurio) DiMaggio (1878–1951). He was delivered by a midwife identified on his birth certificate as Mrs. J. Pico. He was named after his father; "Paolo" was in honor of Giuseppe's favorite saint, Saint Paul. The family moved to San Francisco, California, when Joe was a year old.
Tauheed Epps (born September 12, 1976), better known by his stage name 2 Chainz, formerly known as Tity Boi, is an American rapper from College Park, Georgia. He was previously signed to Ludacris' record label Disturbing tha Peace with Dolla Boy as Playaz Circle.
2 Chainz was born Tauheed Epps on September 12, 1976. He was originally known under the name "Tity Boi", a name given to him by his mother, as Epps was an only child and thus the only one his mother would breastfeed. Further research and investigation showed that he had one brother named Dimatri who was 9 months younger than him and adopted by a couple in Birmingham, Alabama. His brother has one daughter named Sakia and one son named Dimatri Jr. nicknamed, DJ. His niece, Sakia is 13 (2011) and his nephew, DJ is 2 (2011). His niece is very proud of her uncle and talks to him alot on the phone. She also loves to visit him on her breaks.
His graduating record in college was a 4.0
Epps formed the hip hop duo Playaz Circle (the word "Playaz" being an acronym of Preparing Legal Assets for Years from A to Z) in College Park, Georgia in 1997 with his high school friend Earl Conyers, who became known under his recording name Dolla Boy. Following the release on an independent album titled United We Stand, United We Fall, the duo were introduced to fellow rapper Ludacris when he moved into their College Park apartment complex whilst he was acting as a disc jockey: after he took an interest in Playaz Circle, he began to record several songs with the group, playing some of them on his radio station.
you never been this way no no
intro:
ah ah ah im laughing cause these niggaz all game and no bars or should i
say balls ha ha ha
aye where my real niggaz that want to hear some real rhymes at?
so yall want play baseball huh...aight , lets go
im bout to run
verse1:
k i just landed first base imagine when i take it home
wanna be an ass my foot the air georgia dome
everybody in lakeland rapping cash, cars and clothes
i tried that route it wasnt for me cause they rookie no pros
they all feel intimidation, cause i took 2nd base and, all careers should
be erased then,
like a gator, body, lake and, when i rap this is i aint faking, better yet
i feel like making
a hott track, yall niggaz aching, but im bringing home the bacon
"STRIKE ONE"
all i know is i aint sweating it cause destined to win
like the length that made her famous natalie nunns chin
im willy wonka niggaz want my gold say "lend me your hen"
i would give these niggaz pointers but um none of ya friends
some call me avias but you can call me the greatest
making music thats so blazing many call it the latest
all you wanna be rappers think its time that i switch ya
cause yall might be running things but guess what im the pitcher
dont nobody wanna hear that 50's music crap"
verse2:
another strike just aint an option so i hit a grand slam
got all these thugs attention now music, car, speakers, bam
yo dawg my lyrics so sick think they need a vet
i dont worry bout promotion they like wireless internet
niggaz be want-ing me to fall but my head stay to the sky
record companys calling my music one syllable "buy"
i make music, yall try, the crowds they choose it, yall why
im bout to land on third base hit a homerun, goodbye
here we go again, dodging, dodging, dodging to win
yall niggas are whack, throw ya lyrics up in the air swang a bat
who is the next batter, as long as i am in the game dont none of it matter
flow so fast i be riding, come through you bases to the home run yo um
sliding
never been this way no no (2x's)
verse3:
niggaz be up on that pie crap, they better tighting up
better shine, make me blind, niggaz better lighting up
cause im coming while they sleeping yo my career morphing
im bout to show em the true me you can call me the orphan
im bout to make crowds buzz like an electric chair
everytime i drop a song, they hair rise and stop and stare
they be talking stupid junk then they think that they ripped
uh uh, heck nawl, i call it tales from the crypt
When my feet hit stage gone and crown me king
aint worried bout the cash i am the value chi ching
i get my fanz a nice selections like menu's at fu lings
then i invite to my venues hit the stage looking clean
hataz come a dime a dozen so block them out
showing love, fans supporting is what im all about
why did avias have to rap, cause it was a drought
of real rappers, nice rhymes, coming out of mouths
863 polk county all day everyday
Ev'ryone sings, "Home of the brave
And land of the free"
You've had twenty wins and one save,
Now you're up against me
How can I keep control of my nerves?
The way you wind-up
When you throw me those curves?
I hear him yell, "strike",
And it's a good call
It's so hard to keep my eyes on the ball
On thebaseball
Love is just like baseball
All it is is baseball
Love is just like baseball
You have played with me like a pawn
For most of the night
How'd you get your uniform on
So perfectly tight?
You strike me out twice
i singled but died
Then you made me pop up
By sneakin' inside
i'm gonna change that sneer to respect
Make your eyes open wide
When you feel connect to the baseball
On thebaseball
Love is just like baseball
All it is is baseball
Love is just like baseball
Here i am behind in the night
The count 's 3 and 2
End the game like Beethoven's NINTH
Is what I must do
So now that we're here
Alone in the dark
I'm gonna send this
Right out of the park
If I was you i'd leave it alone
'Cause I'm tearin' round third
Slidin' towards home
Tearin' round third
Slidin' towards home
On thebaseball
Love is just like baseball
All it is is baseball
When i feel the morning grass i let down my guard
Because love comes from the dirt in my own backyard
Everytime i think i've finished being young
I catch myself having fun
But the moment passes as the sun moves on
So i turn myself back to you
On a diamond in the rough i spent my better years
I still see her in the crowd with diamonds in her ears
And it's depressing that i can't forget the tune the organist played
La da da da da da da, la da da da da da da...
Everytime i think i've finished being young
I catch myself having fun
But the moment passes as the son moves on
So i turn myself back to you
Is our season over?
No four leaf clover
I feel it's getting colder now that it's late fall
Can you still remember april to november?
You and i were members of the best team in baseball
So we play our games
I've got a girlfriend
You've found a new guy but it's not the same
And so i drive straight up i-5
The lights are off and no one's home
I can't wait to dance alone
Turn up the music, kick up the jams
A night at home without the fam
Shut the blinds so no one sees
Me dancin alone, I'm feelin so freaky
Kick up my feet and throw up my hands
Hot damn!
Chorus
Let's dance like we're young
And let's sing till we got nothin left to be sung x2
Whoa oh oh....
Well I'm goin out on a limb
Even though my chances are very slim
So won't you give me some happy news
Cuz I really really want to kick off my shoes
But I know that there's a price to pay
But I don't care I'm gonna do it anyway
Cuz life's too short to dance alone
So Won't you help me cuz I can't do it all on my own
Chorus
Whoa oh oh....
Chorus x2
There are soldiers they're in the way of harm
A girl holds a baby in a blanket it her arms
A man with a flag he leaves for work
A woman pulls a thread from the hem of her skirt
Another Saturday comes and goes
It's another south wind it comes and blows
Another baseball field
Another popfly
Another bunch of boys and another blue sky
Boys laugh, boys play
There's a kid at bat and there's a kid on first
There's a mother in the stands she's dying of thirst
A father brings a coke
There's a swing, there's a miss
There's father brings a coke
And a father gets kiss
Another Saturday comes and goes
It's another south wind comes and blows
Another baseball field
Another popfly
Another bunch of boys
Another blue sky
Boys laugh, boys play
Another baseball field and another popfly
There's another bunch of boys another blue sky
Boys laugh, boys play
Ah soldiers they're in the way of harm
A girl holds a baby in a blanket in her arms
There's A man holds a flag, he leaves for work
A woman pulls a thread from the hem of her skirt
Another Saturday comes and goes
It's another south wind it comes and blows
Another baseball field
And another popfly
Another bunch of boys
And another blue sky
Boys laugh, boys play
Boys laugh, boys play
There are soldiers they're in the way of harm, hmm,
Well I've been with a boy who wears bracelets
And I've been with a boy with blue hair
And I've been with a boy who likes baseball
But none of those boys went anywhere
Yeah none of those boys went anywhere
And I've been with a guy who liked the greatfull dead
And I've been with a guy who smokes grass
And I've been with a guy who likes Gay Bars
But all of those guys soon enough passed
Yeah all of those guys soon enough passed
(Whistling)
And I've been with a man who liked ménage trios
And I've been with a man who liked Monster trucks
And I've been with a man who liked masturbation
But he liked masturbation too much