The
first contribution is Mike Gaspar, who took the bump to close the game.
After
Greg pitched six great innings and Lattig pitched two good ones, it was decided
that I would come in and mop up the 9th. With an 8 run lead, what could
go wrong?
I
hit the first batter, Mitch, with a 40 mph fastball, no biggie. And then
the hit and error parade started. A few balls were crushed, some runs
scored, a sure fire double play was broken up a bad hop and we didn't
get even one. Duane made an amazing catch to rob Rick of an extra base
hit, but had trouble with a ball that bounced off many body parts and fell in.
The visitors smelled blood in the water, and eventually took a one run
lead. I caught Rick's sky ball in the infield for the final out of the
inning, after falling to the ground.
The
homers tied up the game on a single by Richie and a triple by Carter, off his
brother. Greg chopped one to Tim, who threw home to kill the rally.
On to the 10th, Johnny came in, and gave it ol' 1-2-3, then I lead off
the bottom of the 10th with a single up the middle, 2nd on a wild pitch, and then
game hero Duane, who ripped one up the middle to score the winning run.
14-13!
Bring
your sunglasses, its that time of year.
Next
up is Jay Cellini's recap:
Sunday’s game
was a classic. The weather was actually baseball
weather! Balmy, warm, relaxing. What a
day! Unfortunately it seemed that none of my teammates were used to
this weather as everyone seemed sluggish. The game was
relatively boring until about the 7th when what looked to be rout turned into a
nail biter.
Jay,
naturally, continued his explosive hitting going 2 for 5 with a ripped single
and towering double. Oh yeah, baby. On one at bat, I was
called out on a close play at first, which I think I beat. It was an excellent fielding play by the
1st baseman.
The
game then settled down into a snore until about the 7th when the visitors
caught fire and took batting practice for approximately 10 runs against some
poor sucker named Mike (sorry Mike). Score 13-12,
visitors.
Anyway
back to the action. The bottom of the 9th saw a thundering triple by
the Lowell player
off this brother to tie the game, 13-13, with the winning run on
third. But professional fielding and throwing by the Tim, the third
baseman to the catcher ended the threat with a tag at home.
Johnny
came in and pulled a 1-2-3 -- although Jay was very quizzical about the called
third strike on a pitch as he watched the ball go two inches inside of the
plate. WTF?! Jay supposes this made up for
Greg’s giving Bob a non-called third strike earlier in the game to which Greg
lamented about to Johnny as Jay listened while sitting out. Note to
the peanut gallery: Be careful about arbitrary
commentary. Favoritism, Favoritism, can I get me some? Yeah, I
know, no rest for the wicked.
Somehow
the homers scored in the bottom of the 10th to win the game. Go
figure? Evidence that God still loves knaves and fools?
(Disclaimer:
This is what happens after 3 Bud's on a Monday night.)
2 comments:
To be fair, Gaspar pitched quite well, although he got no support from his defense, and he was also the only homer to really rip their closer.
Highlight included Jimmy jumping over the catcher (me) and landing on the plate untouched to score a run.
The ball beat Jimmy and I was blocking the plate.
Ed
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