Thursday, May 28, 2015

5/16/15 SQ Giants vs. MBC

This isn't going to be a long write up, cuz the game really sucked.  Or more to the point, we really sucked.  We felt strong, we got in on time, but we could not for the life of us, get a hit or catch a ball.  The Giants pitcher threw the whole game, and under any other circumstances, we would have been able to hit him and hit him well.  But not this game.

Satch started for the MBC, threw two decent innings and then the wheels came off in the third and the Giants never looked back.  They had three or four extra base hits in a row and for what seemed like the whole game, what wasn't a hit, didn't get caught.  I bowed out with the score 8-1 after four and gave the ball to Sean who did a much better job of settling down the hitters. 

Jon McGrath had our lone RBI on a hit to the opposite field.  Great work John!

That's about it.

Didn't bother with a picture, and we sure need our manager and lucky charm Johnny Bartlett out again, we did a poor job playing rudderless.

Final 10-1.  Ouch.

S. Paige

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

4/26/15 Cop Field

Couldn't beleive that I managed two games in one week, but somehow I did.  It may have something to do with the next four Sundays being off the table for any case, happy to be here.  A little sore from Thursday, but not bad, and certainly enough to throw a few more.

The homer squad was looking pretty formidable, and so we did a little horse trading and then we had several latecomers that all kind of evened up the thing anyway.  I started for the visitors and kept racheting up K's, something about the fastball has changed, not sure what, but it's on point these days.  Tim spot-started for the homers and was effectively wild, for several innings.

The best part of the game was that Liam McGrath played a legitimate game with us, made some outs, and had at least one hit, over the third baseman's head.  Proud, we were.  Then, I think he got picked off.  Well, it's a long season.

We were down for most of the game, as we just couldn't seem to get the hit we needed off of Tim.  Once they homers removed him from the game, it took on a different tone and we started our climb out of the cellar.  Gaston took over for the visitors but was kind of lit up--by his standards-- if I can recall.  What had been a blow out turned into a neck and neck sprint for the finish line.  I think Elvin and Greg got a chance to pitch for the homers in there somewhere, and we lost about four players who had to leave early (sorry, I took too long a break to accurately remember this game...).

The game took on a bit of death march pace by the end, and no one wanted to play extras, but it had been an exciting game.

Final score Visitors-13-8?


* The visitors turned a legitimate double play

* While I felt good, and got some K's, I left the game praying for a No Decision.

* Liam made a great catch

* It's amazing how when you are down by 6 runs, getting back 2 just seems to be such a relief.

* We had one play where two outfielders called the ball, avoided hitting each other, and the ball dropped between them  Later, two infielders called the ball, crashed into each other, and dropped the ball.

* The drought-field is getting to that point that you can get about 200 feet of roll after it lands

* Sean made an amazing running backwards, basket catch at 1st.

* One the final plays in the 9th, by a surging home team was a hard hit ball from Chris Powell that richoceted off the the ankle of the thrid baseman and was caught by the SS.  The SS threw to first, only to then realize that it was a caught pop fly, and good for an out.  Tony, from the 3rd base coach box verified that it never touched the ground.

* Plenty other spills and thrills, but they are lost to all those who were not there to witness them

S. Paige

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

4/23/15 San Quentin Giants vs. MBC

The first prison game of the year was met with a lot of traffic and paperwork to begin with.  Not exactly how one wants to start the season, but it is the Bay area, and it is prison, so....

Rules have gotten stricter; we have to formally sign no-hostage and no-interaction forms now, and the gate guard goes through each of our pieces of equipment searching for contraband (I guess) and we can't bring metal bats, metal canteens or bags of any kind.  Sorry Noah, you will have to leave your 57 lbs of gear at home this year....

As usual, we lost one man before we started (get that license renewed rookie) and not as usual, we were led by our new manager, Johnny "Cornelius McGillicuddy" Bartlett into the depths of the pen. He composed the line-up, kept a formal scorecard and was quick to argue on behalf of the team on a bullshit ground rule double call.  Under his new management, we thrived.  This was close to what the lineup looked like ( I am operating off of memory here.)

Mitch CF
Chris SS
Satch P/RF
Sean 1st/P
Duane 1st
Brian RF/LF
Sonny 2b
Daniel 3b
Greg C

I wouldn't say I felt good going into the game, or at least not better than usual.  But once on the bump, the fastball seemed to be pretty lively and I got a couple of people to swing at the knuckleball, so all was well there.  In the second, mixed in between a couple of very loud hits, I managed to strike out the side.

In a rare move of thinking about someone other than me, I took myself out and asked Johnny to put Sean in to make sure he got a chance to pitch.  Glad I did, as Sean stifled the Giants for the rest of the time, striking out three for himself.  In addition, Sean hit a massive gapper that should have been a triple, but was called back inexplicably by the 2nd base umpire who called it a ground rule double, even though the player had never signaled it.  It never came in contact with anything other than the usual fencing and concrete out in right.  I was pissed cuz I scored from first on the play and had to go back to third. Eventually I scored on Duane's hit to the right side and subsequent defensive error, as did Sean.

The Giants for their part played a good game, their best pitcher was in the hole, reportedly for some vague allegation that he was dealing.  SQ S.O.P is that you get thrown in solitary while they investigate your case.  He had been in there a month already, and showed no sign that he might be released any time soon.  The replacement pitcher was a young kid, with a decent fastball and a great curve that he used sparingly int he first few innings and relied more on as the game went on.  We hope to see him again.  A lot of new faces on the Giants, but they all knew what they were doing and the game was a closely contested one.  The fans started strong, one in particular was jabbering away the entire game.  He wanted to know each of our names as we came to bat, and he rode us pretty hard for everything we did.  Thankfully, he was on the Giants case as well, especially as Sean and I piled up K's.

The most amazing play--and thankfully with a good ending-- was the left fielder crashing the concrete and pipe barrier in foul territory in pursuit of a foul ball hit by current AOY, Ed.  The outfielder caught the ball a split second before his thighs hit the low concrete wall and his head connected with the pipe railing.  A sickening sound thudded through the park, and it looked like it could be really bad.  An alarm was sounded and we waited for what seemed like a long time, while the EMT came rolling out in his golf cart.  Luckily, the fielder arose after a minute, with a bandage on his left eyebrow, but moving under his own power.  And he held on to the ball!   We all applauded loudly.  It was a great play.

Darkness was falling rapidly, and in the last inning, it became very hard to see the ball against the wall.  A double to right center was missed by everyone, Mitch ran the opposite way to catch it, before realizing it was behind him.  Sean got the final out and we gathered to shake hands and humbly accept praise on the fact that we managed to win a game.  We talked to SQ stalwarts Chris and Otter, who let us know that the A's are again a force to be reckoned with.

Final Score- 4-1 in five innings, making it an official game.

Out the way we came, listen to the same jokes about getting to leave because we won, and that we looked like a team formed in a bar (yeah, and...?), took a very dark team picture and on to the Marin Brewing Company for some refreshments.

Monday, April 20, 2015

Eight Things You Gotta Love About Mission Baseball

"Eight Things You Gotta Love About Mission Baseball"

A Short Proclamation by Coney Island James 

Thanks to Coney Island for writing this up, he even asked before he submitted, to make sure it was the kind of thing that I would allow.  Don’t worry, I didn’t let the power, nor the praise go to my head.  I did however, take him up on adding a few of my own, let me know if you think of others, or if you want to submit your own piece of scripting to the blog.  It’s here for all of us. - S. Paige

I have made it through one and a half seasons with the fellows of Mission Baseball. The excitement of a rookie season -- played mostly in denim, if you recall -- has given way to a sophomore campaign packed with excellent moments.  Why, just last week I joined the distinguished list of runners thrown out trying to steal second, and a few weeks before that I hit the top of the fence at Crocker-Amazon for the longest single ever!  Through slumps and streaks we keep coming back, because you gotta love Mission Baseball.  In fact, I can easily list eight things about our game that I truly appreciate. 

I know that lists are generally of the "Top Ten" sort, but I settled on eight to recognize the guy running this blog:  "Satch", ol’ number 8.  All players should feel free to add to this list.


(13) Satch hasn’t been caught (officially) for throwing an illegal pitch (yet).

(12) We have stopped games and reshuffled the teams when they were too lopsided.  No one really enjoys a blowout, especially compared to a tight, see-saw battle.

(11) You don’t get a free base just for standing up there with the bat on your shoulder.  The point of the game is to. Hit. The. Ball.

(10) With a few notable (and may I say notorious) exceptions, MBC players can be relied on to give an accurate and honest call on a close play, regardless of how it may affect the outcome of the game.

(9) Unlike the MLB, we have never discriminated against women players. In fact we love it when a lady plays with us, and wish it happened more often.

8. We have no PA system, which means you will never hear any of the following: walk-up music, YMCA, Macarena, chanting "Day-Oh", or any other "bark like a seal when we tell you" sound cues. Mission Baseball is not a club or middle school pep rally. Play ball!

7. No DH. Nothing more to say here.

6. The pace of a Mission Baseball game is usually good. Why? Not many batters step out, pitching changes during an inning almost never happen, and breaks between innings are relatively short.

5. For the most part, we don't have base running coaches. I know that some may disagree with me, but I think that this forces base runners to develop techniques and skills that coaches normally provide (choosing when to steal, judging the outfielders, scanning the field while running, making quick decisions, and so on). Do you want a greater emphasis on base running as a skill? Then get rid of the nanny telling you when to stop and when to run. There, I said it.

4. No instant replay. Nothing more to say here.

3. Most of the fields we play on have no fences. What? This is something to love? Yes, and I will tell you why! It introduces different strategies into the game for both offense and defense. As an outfielder, fences are useful in positioning. Without that reference point, you have to exercise greater judgment based on the hitter and the situation. Plus, there is nothing back there to contain a ball that just got blasted over your head! Similarly, batters have to consider whether swinging for the horizon is truly worth the effort when the defense is already way out there, counting gopher holes 300 feet away from home. Besides, who doesn't love a homerun earned the hard way?

2. We tack on an extra inning or two to many games, even if the score has been settled, simply because we love playing.

And the number one thing you gotta love...

1. No off season. Nothing more to say.

Monday, April 13, 2015

4/12/15 West Sunset

What a day for a ballgame.  The wind that was supposed to descend on us never came and we enjoyed warm, even hot sunny weather the entire game.  We had 21 players, and what seemed like a good match up went sideways early.

Satch and Sean squared off, and Sean shut us down in the first.  Satch managed to limit the damage to one run in the first and one in the second, but the writing was on the wall, something was going on with the defense.  The third proved to be THAT inning.  We had about 6 chances at fly balls and couldn't catch them.  Add to that missed foul out opportunities and legitimate hits and the score after the 3rd was 7-0.  I managed to record strikeouts for all three outs, but I would have been a lot happier with a quick inning.

Sean continued to throw effective ball, and we were pretty powerless until we started to hit the ball on the ground and make the other team actually play defense.  Then they had their bad inning and suddenly we had a good game.  For a little while.....

Storm came in for the visitors and had some trouble with the strike zone, Sean kept at it for the homers.  Carter came in the 8th, as we were clinging to our smallest deficit, eager for a comeback-Cinderella story, the score 9-8.

I fucked it up.

There I said it, all the bad humors I had been waving away through the beginnings of the game came back to me in spades.  I had a bunch of opportunities to make plays at SS, and I pretty much screwed them all up.  We managed to get two outs (which was the theme for the day) and then every time I had a chance to get that last out, I couldn't do it.  Sean hit a perfect squib pop up that I was right on line for except that I was playing in and it sailed over my head.   John McGrath deked me perfectly on a ground ball, staying between me and the ball just long enough for me to lose sight of it completely and then have it go through my legs.  I got a ground ball from Bob that I should have thrown to first, and I threw to second instead, not in time.  I got another ground ball and I threw it to 3rd, a hurried bad throw that went right by Elvin.  Finally I managed to get an out at first, although Storm had to make a good stretch to ensure that we got the out....ugly, in fact, fugly.

So our close comeback turned into 14-8.

Mike Gaspar tried everything he could to get us into a rally, including one of the best jumps we have seen, but with Gastone on to close it out, we were over-matched (I managed to strike out too) and the game came to an end with no one even entertaining the thought of extra innings.


* Sean pitched a great game

* Thanks to Carter, Bob, Gaspar, Greg for catching

* New guy Josh had a good game and timely hits

* Mitch made two errors in center, which is unheard of and goes to show that the defense and the outfield in particular was jinxed yesterday

* Sonny and I both smoked the ball.... right at some one....

* Gaspar and Adam were the only guys that were hitting like they knew what they were doing

* Nick Smith was back, and his usual high quality self

* Abe was doing it with the glove and the bat, just like the game at Crocker Amazon

* We kept hoping with all our pop ups that the other team would start dropping them, but other than Tony's one crucial drop that started our only rally, the homers kept it pretty tight, looking unsure at times, but effective.

* The homers definitely deserved to win, and I don't mean to disparage their hitting prowess, but it was hard to notice in the midst of our bumbling

* We had Greg picked off at second, but no one (especially me) bothered to get to the bag to try

* I did manage to strike out 7or 8 batters in 5 innings of work.

* James made a great throw from right, but the runner knew the rumors of his arm and chose not to test it.

* I recorded all three outs in the third and the fourth innings (the last one was a 1-3, do I get an out or assist on that?).

* Thanks to everyone who came out

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

3/22/15 Crocker Amazon

I don't know what the trouble was, since last week there were 22 odd souls that were able to show up for the game, but this week we barely cobbled 14.  If not for anything else, Crocker Amazon has a fence!  For hitting balls over!  How can you wannabe Jimmy Foxx's pass up something like that? 

This week's Florence Nightengale came in the form of Elan, a young ropy fellow who is another graduate of Lowell like Gaston, and I imagine also in his mid-20's.  He showed up as we were contemplating which one of the drunks in the stands would be the most likely to play.

So 7-7.  Since it was the minimum, here was the team breakdown:

Visitors: Greg, Tony, Coney Island James, Abe, Carter, Bob, Daniel

Homers: Satch, Lattig, Gaspar, Elan, Mitch, Sonny, Theis

The soupbone was feeling good but you wouldn't have known it after the first inning, the visitors lit me up like a pinball game.  The most impressive was James, who clanged the fence and came within a foot of hitting a three run home run.  He had to settle for the longest single in history, as the runner ahead was only going halfway to second in case it was caught. I was actually hoping it would go out, we so rarely get real home runs it would have been fun to watch.  But we turned back the tide, and a nifty defensive lock down staunched the bleeding.

Greg was on the bump for the visitors, or should I say the hole.  The mound at CA leaves a lot to be desired and we both quickly learned that the only way we were going to throw with any confidence was to move to the extreme right of the rubber, where the landing would be on terra firma rather than terra cavum.  Made for an interesting angle on the batter as well.

The breakout star of the game has to be Gaspar, who went an astonishing 4-5, striking the ball and spraying the field with such confidence and ferocity that Greg started feeling like it was some sort of personal vendetta.   It was awesome.

The homers tied the game and then the visitors took it back then homers retook the lead, never to relinquish subsequently.  The game wasn't marred by errors, nor was it a complete rout.  We managed to stop a rally in the making with a nice line out-throw out double play, and I personally hit into a classic 4-6-3 double play that the visitors turned, so defensively both teams had their moments.  In something I have not seen in a while, 2 of the 5 runs scored by the visitors came by way of the legit sacrifice fly.

Like clockwork, our drunk friend stumbled onto the field during the 7 inning to "umpire" the rest of the game.  See earlier blog entries about this guy, we knew chances were good that he would show, and we just decided that he could call himself the umpire as much as he wanted to, but the catcher still had the final call.  It only came up once on a third strike, when he thought there was only 2 strikes.  He must have recognized his own official impotence, so he left the field during the 8th and retired to the stands again.  I felt kinda bad for him, but hey, what do you expect wandering into the middle of a game and calling yourself the umpire?

Elan pitched the last 3 innings for the homers, a good lefty with a smooth delivery.  James came in to throw for the visitors and had some mustard on the ball.  The deficit was too much for the visitors to overcome, however, and the final score was the homers, 8-5.


* Gaspar raking the ball all day

* James' long, strong, powerful single

* Abe made the defensive play of the game, on a surefire triple from Elan, going to the wall to snare the ball in right.

* Thies had a gap triple that left him a little winded at third

* I went a spectacular 1-6, didn't get the ball out of the infield until my final at bat

* 7-7 gives you a lot more at bats, but it sure would be nice to have a moment to rest at times.

* The two breaking balls I got Tony and James on were my proudest accomplishments of the day

* Abe also had a confident and well struck double

* Greg swung at a knuckleball in a 2-0 count.  The sky is falling

* I was instantly punished for trying to kickstart the scoring by using a metal bat.  I jarred my hand and popped the ball up to the shortstop. 

* A blue heron and a resident hawk were in a battle for the sky during the game.  The hawk won.

Hope more people show up next week.

S. Paige

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

3/15/15 Big Rec

Here after a long writing absence is Mr. Mike Lattig.  Fitting that he returns to the recap, much as he returned to the bump, after many a months rest. Thanks!

It was another glorious day for baseball in Golden Gate park. A high sky with wispy clouds, a slight breeze, but plenty of sun and warmth. And with the 3 o’clock hour fast approaching we were a tidy 9x9.

As is custom for GG Park, that became 10x10 once game time rolled around, but I don’t think anyone was sad to have an inning off here and there. However, the visitors may have wished for more at bats when all was said and done.

With my shoulder feeling as good as it has in years, I decided to hop on the bump for the home team and was blessed with one of those rare days when everyone seems to find their natural defensive positions. I couldn’t have drawn up a better defensive lineup if I tried: Tony at 3rd, Chris at Short, Josh at 2nd, Sean at 1st, Ed behind the dish, and Mitch, Joe and James in the outfield. It instilled great confidence – and they lived up to expectations.

Opposing me on the visiting side was fellow crafty righty (that should be a thing, shouldn’t it? Why can only lefties be crafty. I’m trademarking it…) Sonny, who’s really been coming on of late as a pitcher by keeping people off balance. But this was not to be his (or his team’s) day.

After Bob opened things for the visitors with a squibber up the middle that somehow evaded Chris, and I ran a 3-0 count to Carter that included a 30 MPH curveball in his back pocket, the game was on lock down.

I came back to strike Carter out on a gravity ball in under the hands, and then I believe we retired 13 straight hitters after that, with a combination of pop-ups (4 or 5 of them) and ground balls that were gobbled up by a solid infield. That included a great scoop at first from Sean on one play, and Ed bolting out from behind the plate to grab a ball up the third base line, then spinning and firing a bullet to first for the out.

By the time the 6h inning closed, only about an hour and a half had passed, I’d faced 23 hitters, and the game was essentially in the bag at either 7-1 or 9-1. A rare lopsided game in the MBC that didn’t seem like it would even threaten to reverse itself in the late innings as our games can tend to do. And it didn’t.

On offense, we weren’t putting up huge lopsided numbers. We just seemed to string 2-3 hits and a few stolen bases together every inning. Tacking on 2 here, one there, three more here to pad the lead and never look back.

Sean’s bat definitely took the prime spot – as he peppered left center all game long with an inside-out stroke that was a beauty to behold. Add to that a few drives from the likes of Joe and Mitch (and I think James too – though he was more the king of the foul ball, so much so that Daniel was playing him on the line in hopes of catching one…). I’d guess we all contributed a hit or two throughout the day to just keep the line moving and keep the runs coming.

Ultimately, I gave way to the two hard throwing lefties to seal the deal, and they did just that with Sean and Gaston each dialing up a solid 2 innings to cruise us home for the win. (and yes, 6+2+2 is 10. And even then we finished before 6.)

Sonny was relieved nobly by a cast of unusual pitchers that included Ryan, Daniel and John McGrath. A virtual cornucopia of Crafty Righties™ if ever there was one.  And we kept tacking on runs here and there. To the point where I’m not sure anyone knows what the final score was. (And JT wasn’t there, so we may never know…)

All in all, it was a lopsided game, but a fun one. Crisply played, mostly clean all around on defense, and agreeably extended to take advantage of the sunshine. Sounds like next week we’ll be moving on from the cozy confines of GG Park to the windy slopes of Crocker Amazon. So glad we got a good one in while we could!

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

3/1/15 Balboa Park Cop Field

The rainstorm that was spoken briefly of, never really materialized on Saturday, and Sunday was clear and sunny.  We had 21 players, and a bevy of pitchers and catchers to choose from.  Satch went for the homers and Mitch for the visitors. 

The first inning strike out of Bob was satisfying, I must say, on a change up that was three feet lower than usual.  Satch was feeling good.  I should have remembered my Roman history however, and laurels and the whispering Sic transit gloria mundi....

For the first two innings, the homers were putting em up and laying them down.  We were aided by a visitor defensive breakdown that included Chris Powell dropping a ball!  We ran up 5 runs and I was feeling tip top.  I was still feeling tip top in the fourth, but for some reason, the pitches that were lights out before, were just lit up.  I had two strikes on quite a few batters, but they kept hitting the third strike, and hitting it hard.  Greg was running around left field like a mad man, and when the dust settled, the visitors had scored 7 runs! That might be a record, but then again, maybe not in this club. 

In any case, I was significantly humbled.  I requested and got to pitch one more inning to get the bad taste out of my mouth, which I did, and then turned the reins over to Sean who captained the bump for the rest of the game.  Mitch, having his own frustrations, handed the ball off to Sonny, and then to Chris Powell for the visitors.

With the score at 8-5, we floundered a bit through the middle innings and then we regained our stride and took the lead once and for all.  The sun disappeared while we were int he 7th, and the last two innings became a cold, windy affair.  No chance of extra innings, and the visitors, in three layers of clothes and losing players to the late start time, recorded the final out and were staved off for a 13-8 win for the homers.


* Defensively the day was a real spectrum, nearly everyone had a dropped ball or a bad throw, but there were also some real gems

* At one point the visitors had 5 rips in a row to left field.

* Adam and Lattig had great scoops at 1st

* Tony recorded an astonishly poor day at the plate, 0-4 with 2 K's.  Very un-Rojas

* The wind played hell with the fly balls, I thought I had a bead on one in right that went five feet over my head

* Duane was plugged twice in the same spot

* Somehow, I was a hitter for the day, 3-4, double, triple, home run, missing the cycle by not getting a single.  The line drive that was caught was the hardest ball I hit all day.  The home run I was sure Mitch was locked onto, until it went over his head, not sure when that happened last.

* Hank was a victim of line drive robbery

* Sean danced off first with enough lead to warrant 7 throw overs in one at bat

* John Mcgrath, Sonny, Bob, Tim, Chris, all had nice inside pitch drives

Thanks for a great game!

S. Paige

2/22/15 Big Rec

Here with a recap is our very own Mike Gaspar.  Thanks for the write up!

It was another great day for baseball.  Lots of sunshine and not much wind.  It looked like we'd be starting the game 7 on 7.. but then all of a sudden six players showed up (probably due to parking issues at Big Rec).  Anyway,  Carter started for the home team and had a rough first inning.  Some solid base knocks,  some bad defense and then Loren's bases-clearing triple to right (with Mike L's teammates yelling "you're scoring Mike, you're scoring" the whole time as he chugged around the bases.) And just like that, the Visitors had put up a five spot.

Meanwhile, Sean the lefty took the bump for the other team and shut down the Homers with aplomb.  Carter settled in and gave his side a chance to come back, which they did.  Scratching and clawing a few runs here and there eventually knotting the score at five.  Then the visitors answered with some daring-do on the base paths.  With runners on the corners, the man at first broke for second but stopped about halfway.  Carter did as he should, stepped off the rubber and ran towards the runner and then threw to second.  At which point the guy on third ran home.   An inning or two later, no doubt emboldened by their earlier success, they tried a suicide squeeze.  But this time to no avail.   

And so we headed into the bottom of the ninth with the visitors up by one.

At this point, Sean had given way to Greg who in turn gave the ball to Loren.  And with one out up stepped Bob.  A classic power vs. power match up.  Loren was bringing the heat but was all over the place.  And few were surprised when he nailed Bob square in the back with a fastball.  This was not a Greg change up or a Satch knuckler, so needless to say Bob was not too happy.  But to his credit.  he dug back in and whacked a single.  Next came J.T.  who took advantage of Loren's lack of command and took a walk.  Then there was a groundout.  So up stepped Elvin with two down and the winning run at second.  Elvin put up a good fight but was retired.   

Final  score 6-5 visitors.


-Lauren's girlfriend Sarah joined us.  Harkening back to the old days of couples in the MBC.

-J.T. had at least one clutch RBI

-Ryan had a hustle triple for the homers

-Bob saved the lives of a couple of sunbathers in right field when he got one of Loren's line drives.

-Thanks to all the catchers who strapped em on on a hot day.