8/22/01
Softball: Quickly (A Notable Failure in the Craft of Self-Censorship)
Dear People,
Congratz to all on last weeks eerily familiar 13-10 cornucopia of quasi-paregoric aerobicism. Indeed, the previous weeks score was exactly the same, as was the fervor and frisky debate over those ambiguously called slides, outs and strikes, all of which increasingly test the doctrinal limits of our fragile recreational democracy. Truth be told, I sometimes become fearful and morose when the bickering starts, and there is a part of me that wants to escape by striping off my lederhosen and running stark naked into the rugged elk-filled tundra above left field. Call me a pervo if you must.
In any case, I have little time to woo you, and even worse, I will be leaving town this Sunday morning. Frankly, I was thinking of not even organizing a game this week, but then I noticed that this Saturday just happens to be the 179th anniversary of the death of the great English astronomer William "Bill" Herschel, who as we all know, discovered Uranus. Look, Im not writing this as some kind of puerile Bart-Simpsoneque joke; The fact is that the man discovered your anus (the most misunderstood of the sublime outer planets), and I think he deserves some respect. And therefore, there will be a game at Codornices this SATURDAY at 11AM, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning
Raymond
8/23/01
Softball: Value
Dear People,
There will be a game at Codornices TOMORROW at 11:00AM, and as of now, there are still three slots left.
Please bring $1 for the field, which for this week only, includes a complimentary tin of post-game Foie-Gras Terrine with Muscat Wine Aspic and Truffle Oil
.Ray
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