Softball: Once in a Lifetime
Dear People,
Alan Miller’s team brutally squashed my own, 19-8, and as captain, I obviously have no choice but to blame the utterly languid and feckless play of the other 10 people on my team (Does the truth hurt? Yeah, sometimes it does). Still, and at the risk of sounding vainglorious, bosom-swollen and even a tad giggly, all was not lost, for I personally blasted what was by far the longest home run of my otherwise meaningless life—a staggering black swan to the shrub-laden top of the left field berm!
If you must know, I still worry that the ball may have damaged the delicate eco-tundra of the bermal plateau, or for that matter, even beamed a perfectly innocent rutting yak. Yet I must confess that later that evening I gingerly took off my shirt and looked in the mirror, and for the first time ever I realized that despite Wendy’s ceaseless taunting, my biceps are in fact an exquisite and toned paragon of pure manly pulchritude.
Yes, my friends, my team sucked, and sucked hard, but grand is the day when potential itself is recognized, exceeded and shockingly redefined. And therefore there will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning…Raymond
6/16/10
Softball: Classical
Dear People,
There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11, and as of now it is full. As always, please let me know ASAP if you committed and need to cancel, and feel free to get on a wait list or contact me later for reopened slots.
This week’s field fee is just $4, and that includes my own post-game rendition of Schubert’s stirring Symphony No. 3 in D major, performed in C minor, entirely in electric vuvuzela…Raymond 845-7552