The Quad City Bandits and Clinton LumberKings were trying to play baseball when a pesky possum invaded the field, turning their game into an episode of The Beverly Hillbillies.
A groundskeeper comes running out with a garbage can and traps the possum, pumping his fist in celebration of his tremendous varmint-stopping accomplishment.
Another guy who presumably has more experience dealing with possums comes out, plucks the critter from under the can by the tail and plops it into the can for removal.
I don’t care to speculate on what happened to the possum after that, but I wouldn’t eat a hot dog at that particular ball park for a few days.
Kidding. I’m sure they didn’t turn the possum into hot dogs. I’m sure it was handed over to proper animal control authorities who removed it to the wilderness where it belongs.
With the field cleared of possums, Quad City and Clinton were able to continue their baseball game. But I’m sure none of what ensued was anywhere near as entertaining as watching a confused possum run around on the grass.