The only reason I’m writing anything up is for the sake of
integrity.
A wind swept, foggy
crocker amazon field with the most gopher holes seen outside of bushwood
country club. Not sure if it was the
weather, the fact it was father's day or everyone wanted to watch the final
round of the u.s. open.
But we only had
eleven players.
We started to do batting
practice and that quickly morphed into a four on four on three game. The only things worth mentioning were that Elvin
pitched and Allie played right field. Oh,
and no one broke their ankle in the outfield.
Other than that, just a bunch of guys running around in the fog trying
to feign enthusiasm. I guess there's
always next Sunday.
S Paige
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