3/17/04
Softball: The Complexities of Fault
Mes petits champignons;
It’s true that Chris Fure’s team crushed my own 18-9, and that their triumph is all the more impressive given that they rallied from a deep, dark and dank 2nd inning 3-2 abyss. Yet years from now, I’m probably not going to remember Peter’s brilliant pitching or Willis’ dazzling homer to the distant lippage of the center field reservoir. Rather, I will forever be haunted by the injustice done to a cherished teammate, who suddenly found himself slandered as nothing more than "a reckless threat to the health of our community." That’s just so totally not cool.
Oh sure, no one denies that it was Jay Z who blasted a 3rd inning foul ball directly into the lower jaw of Dave K’s beloved schnauzer hound, Pablo. And yes, it was again Jay Z whose blazing 5th inning overthrow to the bleachers smashed straight into the fragile left buttock cheek of Alan Miller’s nine year old son Justin. For that matter, it was this same cursed man who hurled a 7th inning bullet directly into Ken Doane’s right ankle as he innocently darted into second. Fine, all of that is true, and yet the simple reality is that our beloved Jaycifer was merely giving his all for our team, and ultimately, I think we have to get beyond this silly notion of "patterns of behavior" in order to ask ourselves the really tough questions.
Like, in point of fact, weren’t the REAL culprits of this sorry spectacle actually Pablo, Justin and Ken, for failing to get their respective jaw, buttock and ankle out of harm’s way?! As an anecdotal aside, I happened to be sitting close to Pablo when that fly ball went sailing into his precious canine mug, and while I’m not saying that poor ’ol Mutt-mouth got himself beamed "on purpose," I think it was obvious that as a frustrated chocolate lab who yearns to study theatre, he certainly enjoyed all the attention. That’s all I’m saying; Dave’s doggie has Conniving Cad written all over him, and for all I know, so does the kid (Of course I’m not gonna cast aspersions here—Ken has been with us a long time, and I’ve always known him to be pureth of heart).
In any case, and as most of you know, this weekend marks the 1,162nd anniversary of the death of Alfonso II the Chaste, of Austeria (or Catalonia, or some such place). It’s true that this towering symbol of royal virginity was always mocked by the Medieval press for being such an asinine Iberian prude, but for what it’s worth, he happens to be my 19th favorite King, and therefore, there will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11:00, IF I get enough commits by this Friday noon…Ray
3/18/04
Softball: Spring Rush
Dear People,
There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11:00, but alas, as of now, there are no slots left. Feel free to call for late openings, and of course those who’ve committed who need to cancel should always let me know asap.
This week’s field fee is just $2, and that includes a balanced portfolio of annuities, municipal bonds and fresh mango chutney…Ray 845-7552
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