Let the Fans Negotiate

By Chuck Trout

No matter how talented the athlete, how beautiful the stadium, or how wealthy the owner of a team might be: No professional team can be successful without the can support of fans.

This being the case, I feel it is the fans that should negotiate with the players rather than with the owners or players unions. In this book, I address twelve major sports and made recommendations that are both unique and economically feasible for the owners, the teams, and the people (the fans) who generate the money to pay all the costs associated with professional sports.

If you have ever paid to see a baseball, basketball, or soccer game; if you have ever paid to see a boxing match, or any other sporting event; then you are an Athletic Supporter.

We have all witnessed basketball, baseball and football strikes. Players and owners alike will go on strike if they think it will help them to get what they want. The fans are never contacted to give their opinions even though they pay all the bills. Even baseball umpires and other sporting officials have threatened strikes.

The cost of attending a sporting event has gotten out of hand. A family of four, attending a baseball game, will spend hundreds of dollars.

This book addresses how fans can receive back some of the money they spend at sporting events, while holding the players accountable, and at the same time, increase revenue for the food and merchandise venders at sporting events. The proposed new rules will make the game more competitive and will result in larger and more enthused crowds.

With the recommendations make in this book, many sporting fans will go home with more money and/or free merchandise than when they arrived.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Mar 22, 2012
• ISBN: 9781468563382

Chuck Trout

Why should a baseball player who gets a hit have to run to first base? This is American and we are free to do what we want. Chuck Trout, the brilliant author of this book, addresses this type of injustice. His goal is to change the rules for twelve sports played in America. Chuck Trout has dedicated his life to sports. In the second grade he out-hit, out-played, and was much more mature than the other children in his class. Some felt it was his natural ability; others felt it was the long hours of practice that he endured. I believe it was because of his age. He was 19. When other children went home, Chuck continued practicing alone. Hitting, then fielding the ball, and throwing to him self at first base. Some days he would practice for over thirty minutes, never taking time out to eat or sleep. During his six years in high school, Chuck had a batting average of 128. In basketball he was scoring 3 points a game. And in cross-country track, he would have been very competitive but unfortunately got lost during the race. After high school Chuck lived in Pennsylvania and New York. Both states fought over him. Pennsylvania said he was from New York and New York said he was from Pennsylvania. Later he joined the army and was a one man wrecking crew. He blew up two tanks and one helicopter. Then the Army sent him overseas. Now that Chuck is older, he has decided to take all his experiences in order to influence “the powers to be’ so they will change the rules of the 12 sports addressed in this book. Chuck initially had three copies of this book printed. Two have already been sold. Better purchase your copy today before the supply runs out!

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Contents

LET THE FANS NEGOTIATE

About the Book

Dedication

Getting to know the Author

Introduction

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Exhibit C

Exhibit D

LET THE FANS NEGOTIATE

About the Book

No matter how talented the athlete, how beautiful the stadium, or how wealthy the owner of a team might be: No professional team can be successful without the can support of fans.

This being the case, I feel it is the fans that should negotiate with the players rather than with the owners or player’s unions. In this book, I address twelve major sports and made recommendations that are both unique and economically feasible for the owners, the teams, and the people (the fans) who generate the money to pay all the costs associated with professional sports.

If you have ever paid to see a baseball, basketball, or soccer game; if you have ever paid to see a boxing match, or any other sporting event; then you are an Athletic Supporter.

We have all witnessed basketball, baseball and football strikes. Players and owners alike will go on strike if they think it will help them to get what they want. The fans are never contacted to give their opinions even though they pay all the bills. Even baseball umpires and other sporting officials have threatened strikes.

The cost of attending a sporting event has gotten out of hand. A family of four, attending a baseball game, will spend hundreds of dollars.

This book addresses how fans can receive back some of the money they spend at sporting events, while holding the players accountable, and at the same time, increase revenue for the food and merchandise venders at sporting events. The proposed new rules will make the game more competitive and will result in larger and more enthused crowds.

With the recommendations make in this book, many sporting fans will go home with more money and/or free merchandise than when they arrived.

Dedication

I dedicate this book to Aunt Jennie who did so much for me! When I was born, nurses were not as professional as they are today. Nurses had a bad habit of dropping new born babies as they cared for them in the hospital. My aunt always made sure I had a short nurse taking care of me.

Aunt Jennie was a tough woman. She buried three husbands and two of them were just taking a nap. She did have a bad experience when her daughter was born. The belief in those days was, If you were scared by a wild animal while you were pregnant; your child would be born with some weird birth mark.

Sure enough, my aunt went to the zoo while she was pregnant and visited the Grizzly cages. Her baby was born with two bear feet.

Aunt Jennie bought me my first zebra, which I named Spot. Later she bought me a dog that I named Stay. When I yelled, Come here Stay he would get confused. He was not too bright, he chased parked cars. He was a good watch dog. He watched other dogs.

The neighbors were complaining that Stay would always chase them while bike riding. I finally had to take Stay’s bike away.

When money got tight, my Aunt Jennie told me I had to get rid of my dog. I decided he would not cost anything if I taught him not to eat. It worked out pretty good for about two weeks then all of a sudden he lied down and wouldn’t get up. Thank you Aunt Jennie.

This book is also dedicated to Tipsy my sister’s three legged cat. As a young child I was attempting to train my dog to play fetch. The whole idea behind fetch is for someone to throw a stick and their dog would chase after it and bring it back to the person who threw it.

I could not get my dog to chase the stick so I decided to tie my sister’s baby kitten to the stick. It worked! Now my dog would chase the stick. Unfortunately the cat ended up with a broken leg and walked on three legs. That is why my sister named her Tipsy.

Last, but not least, I dedicate this book to my grandfather. I will never forget the gold watch I received from him. He sold it to me when he was on his death bed.

He was my hero! When my time comes I want to die like he did: quiet, relaxed and in his sleep. Not like the other passengers in his car who were all screaming.

At that time there was a law in Pennsylvania that a spouse had to wait until their thirteenth birthday before they could receive an inheritance. My grand mother was so mad because she had to wait four years for my grandfather’s money.

I also dedicate this book to my father and grand father who were my idols. They were church going men and I was told they each walked on water on their eighteenth birthday. My mother explained how they would walk out to the pond on our farm and without any effort; they would walk across the water.

Being of the same genes, I just knew, and everyone expected me to walk on water when I turned eighteen.

When that day came, I went to the pond. I attempted to walk on the water but sank to the bottom. I was so hurt!

Then my mother explained to me that my father and grand father were born in December and my birthday was in July. For some reason she thought that should make a different.

Finally, I want to dedicate this book to the three people who said they would buy a copy of this book once it was available. Two of them kept their promise which leaves me with this last copy.

Getting to know the Author

I was born in a very small town, Kirkwood, Pennsylvania. People ask me why I was born in Kirkwood and I explain that my mother wanted me to be close to her. I believe I was born under the kitchen sink as I remember hearing water running.

Kirkwood did not have any traffic lights. The city council, which consisted of one man, could not agree on the colors. I remember when the dog catcher died; his job was up for grabs. I called the mayor and asked him if I could take the dog catchers place. He said, It’s all right with me but you better check with the under-taker. Later the mayor realized that there was no need for a dog catcher because the one dog in town had already been caught.

I had a very sad child hood. You know how some fathers will throw their small children in the air and then catch them? My father would throw me up and then walk away. My father was so proud of me when I was born he went out to tell all his friends and the neighbors. That was seventy eight years ago. He must have had many friends because he has not come back.

Most doctors give the new-born a slap on the rear to get them to cry. My doctor slapped my mother in the face because I was so ugly. I never realized how ugly I was until I went to the grocery store when I was twenty four.

At the grocery store I checked out with a small container of milk, a sandwich,