Welcome to the family of Mess-cots: "Shoos!"

Shoo who?! Yeh, right. Kinda like "Who's on first?" Only the most jaded, cynical...other-wise known as "experienced" would see this hybrid hyena, yet another anthropomorph, this a version of the feliform family, who is many times experienced at a distance among the "laughing stock🤣" as yet another well-timed (based on the analytics, algorithms of your ticket buying and then making concessions, as in one more dogs, with suds to wash it down) way to exploit us fans, the paying public, the butts in the seats...which are getting sore, given how long they are keeping us as a captive audience...after the game became "tied" which another broad-caster broadly referred to as "all knotted up at four apiece" So which is it?! Which is part of the back story of this newest Mess-cot, who is best of both worlds...LOL...Hardly a laughing matter...

"Your Shoos untied!" While one of the oldest ploys known to b-bawlers, an attempt to steal second, third, other-wise pre-occupy the attention...most likely of the pitcher who, with ball in hand, has the best chance of catching me "off base". Also the origin, oft referred to as the back story, of how this mess-cot came into being...

Falling Victim: Well, almost, given how far I had to kneel down (we're talking real "short stop" here) upon request ("Coach, can you help me out here, my shoe's untied") This on an other-wise well-uniformed T-bawler. Did his mother not notice, was my first thought? Accompanied by a stealthy glance in the direction of where the parents were seated, an attempt to pick out who might really raise a fuss if I made a muss of this...A special circumstance, desperate time calling for desperate measure(s) was my close second thought. Calling on earlier times and training, some of which have fallen out of fashion. Such as the combination of tying bows, followed by what's still known by parents and playground Supers as "double knotted". Calling for the briefest of tributes to rose to being part of "proper dinner attire" -- a "bowtie" Not so much anymore, partly due to the rise in what became to known as "cheaters" (ties that came...already tied, just had to get the doggone thing around your neck) followed by a slippery slope of folks who first just tired, I guess, of learning the proper way to knot, a tie -- including one which came to us here across the river, as in "Windsor" which, oddly, curiously, now found in, simply, after itself got shorted, abbreviated..."The Henry Ford" Yep, all this history and reverie regarding what's in ("caz biz" wear) and what's "knot" any longer came to me as I was trying my best to keep Mother Bear at bay. Who, if she had come to oversee my handiwork, could have been called out her-self by the most officious of the bunch...for what's known in b-ball..."You're crowding the plate😠" I got the last laugh, which I kept to my-selfie🤣

Shoos Sans Sox: The time of year when it's acceptable, even fashionable, when wearing traditional loafers...Here almost a necessity, given that both teams who have Sox as part of their identity, lack a mess-cot bearing their name...what a shame. 

⚾⚾⚾An unassisted triple play: A rarity in the game of b-ball, especially so early in the season and historically accomplished by only a few position players, referred as "middle infielders" (second basemen and shortstops for the unwashed out there) and a feet, I mean feat, rarer than what's also referred to in b-ball as a "perfect game" (reserved for the pitcher but usually with a strong supporting cast). And the middle of the infield was where I found myself two out of the three times, in a single game, when I accomplished what might be documented as the first ever game where a T-ball coach tied three different shoes in the span of an hour..."Shoos!"