This entry is a little stale, but time got away from me. Much like this game did for the homers. I was about 20 minutes late, because I stupidly parked away from the park thinking that to try and get in during Outsidelands would be a joke. But the joke was on me. The parking was plentiful, I guess everyone else in the city was also scared away from the park that day. Keep it in mind.
I ended up being lucky 14, which is always satisfying, since a real game can commence. Though I would say that our real game was a little wanting. Brian Phelps was on the bump for the homers, and Sean for the visitors. Brian, fresh from a hairline fracture in his arm did admirably. Sean was his usual dominating self. Us homers just could not seem to get anything going, we were hitting the ball right to people, or not hitting at all. You always get much more of a workout when you are playing 14 too, since you are usually on fill-in defense half of the time that your team is batting.
Our game was marred by the most errors I think I have seen in recent MBC history, if not all time. It was horrid. At one point we had five ground balls in a row that were either bobbled, thrown away, or bobbled and then thrown away. Pop flies fell in, and intertwined with all of this was clean hit after clean hit. Bob started shouting "You suck!" after each person made an error. Then it got to be so bad that it was like kicking a disabled puppy. Chris L. led the charge with 4 errors in about 6 minutes, Sonny was close behind.
I came in after Brian, and fared about the same. Sean kept dealing until it got to the point that we were so utterly destroyed spiritually that they brought in Elvin (who gave himself the hook after a couple of batters and no strikes) and then Abe. That didn't really help us, though. We were handcuffed, all day.
Final Score- A soft 14-4.
Highlights
* At least we had a game...
* Poor Mitch was on the home team just trying to be a competitor, and the rest of us were humping the ugly dog's back leg
* The Gaspar shift seemed like our one bright spot, until the one time I didn't do it and he hit right where he always does, and then later, when we we had the shift, he pulled one down the right field line. He's a cagey one.
* Sonny got almost off the ground trying to leap to catch a line drive. He later showed us he does in fact have a positive vertical leap, however, his jump (or lack thereof) was a visual representation of our entire team's play for the day.
* Sean was dealing all game, as he does. See recent review.
* We sat on the first base side for the first time in a long while, felt different
* The visitors were just the better team all around.
* I don't know that we made more than a few outs at first, there were so many bad throws
* Sonny made up for a lot with an amazing defensive grab at third, with a off balance throw to get the out. It was a diamond in the midst of a lot of coal.
* I promised Bob I would get him home, and swung with all my might to hit a medium deep ball to center. That sacrifice fly was celebrated a lot more than it ever should be.
* JT was the victim of the hardest hit line drive right to someone of the day.
* The weather was foggy, muggy, and we never saw the sun, but there was a time when the fog brightened a little, for about 5 minutes. The fog at one point was swirling in the outfield so low that it looked like smoke from a BBQ.
S. Paige.
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