6/3/09

Softball: Rodentia (Some Random Notes on Barbecue Ball)

Dear People,

My team overwhelmed Jeff W’s, 20-15, in large part because their greatest athletic assets played with a stark lack of expectative cohesion. I refer you to the bottom of the 4th, when Mike “Daytrade” Davey popped up three times in a row before going curiously comatose as Chris Fure’s third consecutive curve ball plopped right onto the middle of the strike zone mat! In all candor, it was an ignominious inning-ending performance for such a frightfully dominant power-hitter, and indeed it makes me think that while his physical body was apparently present at the plate, the Daveyator’s mind was still focused on the disturbing rise in 10-year treasury yields earlier that week. Oh sure, perhaps this is merely tawdry speculation on my part, and yet I think the clues to his distractions are plain to see for those who dare to look…

http://centrifugaldeforest.blogspot.com/

In any case, the Jeffster himself may have been a tad preoccupied, in that there’s no “logical” explanation for what he did with two outs and bases loaded in the top of the 6th. Yeah, for reasons I don’t pretend to understand, he picked up an easy grounder to 3rd, but then instead of touching the base, throwing home or even tossing to Kira who was waiting attentively at 2nd, he inexplicably hurled the ball deep into the great foul tundra of the barren far right, thereby turning Ameer’s restrained and genteel force-out into the most unsightly Grand Slam in the history of aerobic errorage.

At the post-match barbie later that afternoon, Jeff and I discussed the meaning of that throw over a succulent round of his hand-crafted wild boar sausages, and while he claims he did it to “send a message—stern and clear,” he never really clarified what the fuck he was talking about. And yet as we savored all that hearty fare, there in the bushes beyond the right field bleachers was a cackle of feral rutting squirrels who annoyingly scampered about. In fact, one of them even brayed in the distance, right where Jeff’s throw had ended up one hour earlier! So sure, I think we all have an inkling as to what had stirred in his kindly carnivorous heart that fateful calamitous inning, and therefore there will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning. . .Raymond

PS: Peter wanted you to know that he is the proud father of yet one more gorgeous French bulldog, seen here celebrating the awesome news that he too will one day play softball at Codornices Park…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYsy5vWYD0g


6/5/09

Softball: Abulia

Dear People,

There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11, and as of now there are, shamefully, six slots still left. You are therefore invited to commit the various non-community people you know who add good cheer and purpose to your otherwise meaningless lives.

This week’s field fee is just $4, and that includes either an apricot crostata with burnt caramel ice cream or a complete lube and oil change with optional tire rotation….Raymond 845-7552

PS: Yahoo weather says there is a chance of rain thru Sunday, and while every bone in my body says that’s utterly preposterous, you will need to check email that morning if conditions are ambiguous.

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