One hat, two independent claims, three bases, two outs, and zero energy from you, the third-base coach wearing a hat that alleges, WOMEN WANT ME, FISH FEAR ME.
I have no standing to doubt that women want you. I’m willing to take you at your word that there are women out there who want a lethargic man who just stands there as a runner that he should’ve told to slide is casually tagged out at third. My issue is with your hat’s second claim.
I do not believe fish fear you.
I believe fish are unaware of your existence. And I think it would be impossible for any animal, land- or sea-faring, to fear an entity it has never known. For instance, you or I could reasonably fear aliens as a concept, but we do not fear one specific alien we’ve never met, like Zorpthop the Destroyer (though we should).
I also believe fish would never fear a man with the cowardice to stop a runner when he had a clear path to home. No creature would watch the outfielder bobble the ball like that, see you fail to send the runner home, and quiver at your existence.
