Softball: Losers (A Narrative on the Asserted Diffusion of Fault)
Dear People,
Jeff W’s team barely staved off my own, 20-19, in one of those splendid paragons of spine-tingling competitive excellence that cry out for an E.E. Cummings or Robert Frost to depict its sheer beauty in cold, stark prose. Alas, those poor blokes croaked years ago and I’m no poet, but I can tell you in retrospect that my side would’ve won if my shortstop extraordinaire, Michael Tucker, hadn’t thrown away every ball he touched in the early innocence of the 3rd inning, or, for that matter, if Alan Miller’s frustrations on the mound had not transmogrified into a somewhat unexpected case-study in frisky pre-menstrual mood swings (Yes, the Millinator’s luteal phase is a curious beast indeed, but contrary to what you’d expect, it doesn’t help his curve ball).
Despite all that, the fact is that I was the captain and the buck stops with me, at least in some kind of weak theoretical way. This is why it’s unfortunate that with two out and the tying run on base in the top of the 9th, I displayed the leadership skills of a feckless Jonny-like river eel by grounding out to short, thereby destroying our dreams and ending the game right then and there (I certainly don’t write that with pride, but I have to call it as I see it).
Still, it would be grossly unfair to say that I was to “blame” for my team’s ultimate demise, if for no other reason than I was merely one of 11, all of whom formed such a profoundly flawed whole that no leader on earth could’ve transcended our inevitable rendez-vous with pure communal failure. And therefore there will be a game at Cordornices this Sunday at 11AM, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning…Raymond
7/25/08
Softball: A Return to Favored Genres
Dear People,
There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11AM, and as of now there are still four slots left.
Please bring $3 for the field, which for this week only includes EITHER a succulent sockeye salmon carpaccio with capers and fennel OR a complimentary one-year subscription the UCLA Journal of Rats, Squirrels and other Urban Rodentia…Raymond 845-7552