Once in a while, the planets align, and the distinction between 'is' and 'ought' collapses. This actually happened this weekend.
We were at our local minor league stadium for a day game. Third row, halfway up the third base line, just to the right of the visitors' dugout.
The weather was perfect, the kids on their best behavior, and we even remembered sunscreen and caps.
And during an inning change...
The opposing catcher, on the way back to the dugout, flipped the ball directly to TB! Who caught it cleanly!
The adults in the row behind us cheered for TB.
And that's the way it oughta be.