3/11/15
Softball: Questions of Historical Perspective
Dear People,
In one of those rare athletic masterworks that equal such truly transcendent pursuits as science, fine art and even contemplative ganja-enhanced ontology, Chris Fure's team crushed my own on the last hit of the game, 19-18. It was, to be sure, a classic dénouement pulled off by the great Alan Shabel-integrative biologist extraordinaire and community slugger sans pareil-for his 2-out 2-RBI bases-loaded blast to left gave Chris' contingent their only lead of the day, but, as it so happens, at that timeless singularity of plate, run and aerobically brutal extinction (at least for my side). Yeah, he may be cherished by all his students, but it's still never fun being Shabelized.
In any case, it should be noted that Dan May contributed as much to their staggering rally from an 11-run 5th-inning deficit as Alan did, going 5 for 5 with 3 runs and 4 RBIs (Or perhaps 4 for 6 with 2 runs, an RBI and a TD on a botched pickle---I really can't be bothered keeping track). He also single-handedly turned the tide with his diving “I'll graze on grass if that's what it takes” kick-ass catch of Rob's 2-on 2-out 6th-inning bullet to right, and he did all of this on his 60th birthday! The fact is that Mayboy has become a consistently better player since he joined us five years ago, and thus if the kinesiological trend lines continue, he'll be our most dominant athlete ever by the time he's 82. And to think that some amongst us are still conceptually opposed to aging!
The point, of course, is that whether or not we're all around to see this happen in 2037, we shouldn't let our cravings for the rapidly approaching future obscure the majesty of our distant past. I mention this because just this evening I happened to be perusing my 2015 World Almanac (as I'm often wont to do), and as I feasted on the compelling World History section, I learned that the last Roman Emperor, the not-so-great Romulus Augustulus, was deposed in 476AD by the Germanic Chief Odovocar. Well, as one who extensively studied European History as an undergrad, I certainly know of the Huns and Visigoths and the other sicko tribes that brought poor Rome to its knees, but truth be told, I'm not sure I had even heard of this Teutonic monster Odovocar, and yeah, I think you know where I'm going with this.
The fact is that next month marks the 18th anniversary of our formation as an aerobic volk (a “people,” if you will), and as we mature into our vital middle years with our towering Mays and Shabels and the like, I am now more confident than ever that our league is becoming so utterly inspiring that when recreational historians from the 37th century take stock of our broad communal impact, they'll never dare say that we were languid, jejune or Odovocaresque. And therefore there will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning…Raymond
3/11/15
Softball: A Topical Conceptual Blend
There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11 and as of now it is full. As always, please let me know ASAP if you committed and need to cancel, and if you still want in, feel free to get on the wait list or contact me later for news of reopened slots.
This week's field fee is just $4, and that includes my personal pledge to store every one of my softball emails with a fully secured server, and in fact, one whose entire career has focused on warmth, corkage and clarity in his oenological presentation . . . Raymond 845-7552
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