2/18/09
Softball: The Varied Strains of Fragility
Dear People,
I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that only a twisted pervo would solicit your sacred commits so soon after crushing all your aerobic dreams, and that’s especially true given that another contemptible low pressure front this way blows. Look, I get your outrage, yet the hard reality is that I have a community to run and your cardio-vascular health to assure, and if that means tentatively moving forward without the certainty you crave, then so be it.
I mean, not to belabor the point, but we no longer live in an age of certitude, and yet while your dumbass bank, insurance company and hedge fund may well be in the dustbin of corporate history by the time you read these very words, I can guarantee you that we as a people will persevere—stout, defiant and adorably hydrophobic. And therefore there will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11AM, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning….Ray
2/20/09
Softball: Hardball (The Hinge of Organizational Fate)
Dear People,
Let me cut to the chase; I understand your fear of rain. It’s cold, disruptive and so dang watery. Nevertheless, organizing a softball game is sort of like jumpstarting the economy, which is to say that in both cases, psychological timidity and moral hazard must be utterly purged from the floundering commons. More to the point, we are now two short of an absolute minimum quorum (16), and as much as I want to spend tomorrow afternoon desperately scrounging for possible players, I actually don’t. In all candor, I’m just not that rasorial.
Therefore, unless I get at least two more commits by noon today, this Sunday’s game will be cancelled—no matter how dry and glorious it might be that morning. I think this would be the first time since 2002 that I’ve done that, and needless to say, it would also mean that we will have utterly failed as a people.
Just to clarify, I am not asking anyone to commit to playing in the rain (only a dogmatic supply-side nutjob would do that). But I am asking for several more commits now on the assumption we do get to play later, since otherwise there is no point in me paying for the field this afternoon. Yeah, these are unprecedented times and more powerful institutions than ours have all but perished from the earth, but I would like to think that as the Finest Unaffiliated Email-Organized Softball Community West of the Sacramento River, we can do better. . . Raymond 845-7552
Softball: The Triumph of Courage
Dear People,
There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11AM, and as of now there are 18 players and four slots left. Yeah, I still get teary-eyed when I think of the raw persuasive power of the codified human tongue.
You will need to check email that morning if weather conditions are ambiguous, but I now believe with every fiber of my being that those imminent much-dreaded rains will not begin until approximately 2:17PM that afternoon.
Finally, this week’s field fee is just $4, and that includes a delightful garden salad of grilled organic squab with chicories and black truffle sauce…Raymond 845-7552
Softball: Sunday 9:07AM: Brunch Rocks!
Dear People,
If we were a community of nude Greco-Roman mud-wrestlers, I’d say let’s go out to Codornices and have some fun under the rain. Alas, though, we’re not, and therefore I have no choice but to cancel today’s game.
However, because this community is not “about” softball as much as it is about people (flawed as they are), Chris, Frieda and I will be gathering for fine grub and company at Chester’s Café, which is in the courtyard at Walnut and Vine, a couple doors down from Pete’s.
Let me know by 10:45 if you’ll be joining and us, and we’ll save you a seat!…Ray
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