11/4/15

Softball: When Greatness Melts

Dear People,

My team rallied late, hard and majestic with a revitalizing 8-run 9th-inning wave of unadulterated kick-ass, and in so doing, left Jim McGuire's contingent on the strained metaphorical avenue of desiccated road-kill, 20-15. The fact is that Jimmy's peeps were ahead until our final chance to be greater than we were (to be sure, one of those truly subtle ironies of sociological physics), but once Jerry unleashed a staggering 2-RBI-rocket to center-left that sailed 30-feet beyond Michael Davey's flailing corpus of ambushed disrespect, there appeared to be an instantaneous transmogrification of the game's basic aerobic tone. Indeed, it's what our teutonic amigos would sometimes call the whuppin'geist, and I'm not saying that just because I believe a good coinage should blend disparate tongues.

Of course it was still the top of the inning and this blast merely cut their lead to one, but once that whuppin'gesit congealed in the ether, we let loose with six more multi-base hits in a row, of which, curiously, three darted right past the magnificent Dan May's ankles, scalp and ego. It was, to be sure, a somewhat brutal and totally anomalous experience for the Mayman, but I for one will not indulge in needless medical speculation as to what might have happened. Still, I believe that this once again proves that there are no tactical 'advantages' to even temporarily possessing the approximate visual acuity of a funnel-eared micro-bat.

The point is that sometimes bad hops happen to good people, and as world-class players, we all have to accept that not everything is in our ultimate control. On the other hand, if the very act of observing any given ball sends it off into an unpredictable trajectory of taunting quantum athletics, then perhaps it's time to at least get some new bifocals. And therefore there will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning . . . Raymond


PS: Watch my bro dominate the web! . . .

http://americanart.si.edu/multimedia/webcasts/archive/2015/weschler/index.cfm

11/6/15

Softball: Mainstream

Dear People,

There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11 and as of now there are still five slots left.

Please bring $4 for the field, which for this week only includes a complimentary post-game Kundalini yoga lesson with either primal scream therapy or an organic cucumber facial peel . . . Raymond 845-7552


11/8/15


Softball Update: Sunday 9:45AM: The Hinge of Climatic Fate within a Context of Organizational Fluidity

Dears,

Remember that we are a stout and hearty people by both birth and temperament, so yeah, we're playing unless it starts to truly drizzle or worse (Please check email later if conditions degrade).

In any case, we now have a wait list of eager folk, so if any current commits are frightened by the bone-chilling cold and contemptible nimbostratus clouds that threaten overhead, the first two who let me know can back out without guilt.

Fingers crossed . . . Raymond 845-7552

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