Softball: A Brief Account of a Calamitous Denouement
Dear People,
My team “defeated” Jeff’s, 19-18, in the sense that we were holding an overwhelming one run lead with one out and their tying run on 3rd in the bottom of the 8th. Yes, the bottom of the 8th, because that’s when an annoying cackle of several dozen 6-12 year old fascists summarily kicked us off our beloved homeland, at precisely 1:20 PM. The real pisser is that if we hadn’t been forced to spend 30 pre-game minutes tilling the battered infield with a variety of rakes and hoes (and I’m not mentioning this just because, as you certainly know, I like the word ‘hoe’), then this gigantic vasectomy-affirming travesty of temporal aerobic justice would never have occurred.
No doubt that the little punks thought they were doing us a favor by holding off their own game for 20 minutes, but the reality is that it was our intensive yeomen labor that allowed them to play at all. Still, and as the somewhat older youth say, it’s all good (so very good), since in the end, my team soundly, legally and indisputably beat Jeff’s, 19-18. And therefore there will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11AM, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning…Ray
5/30/08
Softball: Gorgeous
Dear People,
There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11AM, and as of now there are still five slots left.
Please bring $3 for the field, which for this week only includes a complimentary post-match scissor cut, shampoo and blow-dry, with EITHER a single process glaze OR a permanent wave with tri-color highlights (including off pink, salmon and mauve!)…Ray 845-7552