Dear People,
Jonny’s team crushed my own, 18-11, but only after we politely hit nine consecutive line drives directly into their patiently waiting mitts. I say ‘politely’ because not one player among them had to move a single inch in innings 5, 6 or 7, though for the record, I no longer believe that we were hosed over by a Klingon-produced subparticulate magnetic field. As much as the evidence suggests this, I now think we were simply victims of our own lack of mojo, as well as, of course, our profound capacity to utterly suck.
In any case, as much as I’d love to woo you further, I am currently ensnared in yet another round of literary sibling enslavement, perhaps the last one before both Taking Charge of Your Fertility (3rd edition) and Cycle Savvy (1st edition) appear at fine book sellers everywhere. Now look, I happen to have a certain modicum of self-respect, so I’m obviously not going to use this strictly aerobic listserv as if I were some kind of intermittent guerilla-marketing whore.
Yet I would gently remind you that if every one of the 300+ people on this list got 1,000 of their closest cyberfriends to buy just one of these fantabulous books, then I’d be able to buy enough softballs for the next 100,000 games. So you see, this isn’t just about me or you or women’s cycles or hormonally clueless teenage girls (all four of which, are, incidentally, good, in and of themselves). Rather, this is about the nexus between a little well deserved word of mouth and the underlying health of the last athletic institution that accepts you for who you are—no matter how much natural progesterone, synthetic testosterone or raw blood-laden ineptitude courses through your tiny little veins. And therefore there will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11AM, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning…Raymond
8/10/06
Softball: Prudence
Dear People,
There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11AM, and as of now, it is full. As always, you should contact me ASAP if you need to cancel, and feel free to call later for word of any open slots.
Please bring $3 for the field, and if you’re bringing water or Gatorade or Coke (or deodorant or toothpaste or whatever), please do your part by making sure it doesn’t contain some kind of annoying liquid explosive…Raymond