You need how many batting gloves?

Decided to take in a baseball game tonight so went downtown to watch the Beavers. Top half of the first was prety exciting with the third out coming when the right fielder gunned down a River Cat at home plate. The throw beat him cleanly but to be honest I thought the tag was late...still, home team got the call, people loved it. Bottom half of the inning...first batter wears gloves on each hand and has one in his pocket. Okay...singles. Maybe there is something to it. Next guy, just two gloves, one for each hand. Singles, we have something going. 3rd batter, something I have not seen in years...NO batting gloves. Not on his hands. Not in his pocket. None in view.
He is sadly behind the times. Even a guy walking onto the game had a batting glove. Yes, you read that right. ONE. The Michael Jackson of minor league baseball, apparently. One batting glove, no fielding glove, spikes, uniform, chewing tobacco, or aging groupies.
It worked for the Beaver...he went yard for a 3 zip lead. Knox follows it up with two batting gloves and another bomb. 4 batters, four hits, 4 runs, nobody up in the pen. I can only assume the relief pitchers could not find their batting gloves.
Well, the game goes on and it becomes a disturbing fascination. I can sort of excuse the Beaver who had two wristbands above his elbows, a batting glove on each hand, and another in each back pocket for a total of 4 batting gloves and 6 accoutrements...what I cannot excuse is the promo announcer...who somehow saw the need to wear two batting gloves. To hold a microphone.
Now, it is no secret that Oregon is a major supporter of the drug culture. It would not surprise me to see an officer arresting a crack head when the officer had a doobie in his mouth. That is just Oregon. But I really have to wonder what substance the promo dude is on to feel the need to wear dual batting gloves for the strenous job of holding a microphone.
I guess I am just out of place in society today. Since I am no longer active as a baseball player I feel no need to own a batting glove, much less a pair. I get by fine with driving gloves in the winter and this strange substance someone called skin in the summer.
So to all my friends, if you ever see me wandering around with a batting glove or four and I am nowhere near the diamond...please, cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw. Thank you.