A somewhat belated update

I suppose someone should have done this some time ago, but what the hey--it's time for everyone to hear about how our slo-pitch team is doing.

All right, we had our first game of the new season, uh, a while ago. Like, early July-ish. I don't remember the exact date (which probably doesn't bode well for an actual game re-cap, but whatever). The important thing to note is that we had a full compliment of 16 people, a full five (or six, maybe) of whom were girls--in other words, not only enough for not having a phantom out, but enough to also play football, if we so chose (we didn't, though in retrospect, it probably would have been the wiser choice).

Anyway, the game started solidly enough, with Domincan import Graham "El Presidente" Lettner doing a solid job of pitching, supported by some near-error-free fielding. All that changed once we had to bat, though. Our top-of-the-order magic sort of continued, mostly in the sense that the first two people got out, possibly both on strikeouts (no small feat when the ball is being lobbed at you), Ross got on base, I drove him home (fuck yeah, bitch), Kris Berezanski moved me to third, then, in one of the most intelligent moves I've seen to date, he lead off and was called out--there's no crying in baseball, and there's no stealing in slo-pitch, apparently. Anyway, that would be the end of our scoring for this particular game.

The rest of the game is sort of a blur of five-run innings on the other team's part, and 1-2-3 innings on our part. Also, when you have 16 people, particulalry 16 people who hit as "well" as we do, you tend not to get many at-bats. I think, sadly, some people might have only got one. Yeah, anyway, we got our faces slaughtered apart, but it was a moral victory.

The most-recent game, taking place this Tuesday, fared a bit better. Though I ratcheted up my fielding errors exponentially, there was some solid pitching, and we actually sort of learned how to hit, especially given that we drove in something like nine runs. Granted, we allowed about 20, but we actually had one inning where we scored the maximum of five, which I'm pretty sure is a first. Also, the other team was clearly a bunch of real baseball players masquerading in the shitty league so they don't get their asses kicked by the other real baseball players, so fie on them.

Anyway, our next game is Sunday at seven. My prediction: our first legitimate win. No, wait, fuck that--my guarantee: our first legitimate win. Don't miss it.