Wednesday, March 22, 2017

3/12/17 Cop Field

Sorry for the late posting of the game.  I was pretty out of it the whole game, due to bringing both kids with me.  The good news is that no one got hurt.  The bad news is that it is a fairly big distraction having two little kids running around that you are trying to keep an eye on while the game is in process. 

The teams were 9-9, which was nice, Carter started for the visitors, and Brian Phelps for the homers.  Both were very effective, not giving up any big melt downs, and the defense kept the games close.  I was a real train wreck in left field, and lil' Satch had his first assist, backing me up on a ball that skipped away from me.  

I kept the kids interest by talking up the long ball capabilities of all of the hitters that we faced, "Oh here comes Bob, he's gonna hit a big one...", "Pay attention, it's James, he hits it real far..." "Brian is trying to slap it the other way, be on the lookout...."The kids would ooh and ahh, and get ready, usually tripping themselves in the process of settling into the ready position and having their back to the game when the ball was finally in play.  Ah well, they had a good time, and they wore helmets the whole game.

The game was a low scoring affair, 3-1, 4-2, 5-3, for most of what I witnessed, we were in the lead thanks to some hustling  and hitting, and few well timed botched plays.  The new guy off the street who played with us struck out his first two times, and then looked like he relaxed a little, and scorched a triple to center.  Sometimes you just gotta remember it's a game.

The kids were in danger of crashing which was not going to help anyone enjoy the game, so I fell on my sword and packed them up and took off about the 7th inning.  I will say that as we were leaving, Abe hit a ball to left and stretched into a double, didn't get tagged out or anything!  Noteworthy.

Abe also provided me with the recap of the exciting conclusion:

Game ended up tied, 5-5.  Visitors (us) eventually won 8-5, scoring 3 runs in the top of the 8th, but I cannot remember how.  I do remember that in the bottom of the 9th with one out and McGrath on first, James hit a monster pop-up to left and Bob made a nice running catch to grab it at the line.  

McGrath must have assumed that Bob wasn't going to make the play (or forgot the number of outs?) because he had rounded second by the time it was caught and was non-traditionally doubled-off at first when Mike (playing second) noted that McGrath hadn't come close to touching second on his way back to first. [We've all been there, John!]


* Chris Powell and James were on the same team, which I think there is a UN resolution that bans that sort of thing.

* I believe that a double play was completed by our team

* Sounds like Bob made a hell of a catch in left

* Greg had a nice hit

* I grounded out weakly and had a flare single that wouldn't have been possible without the piano leg bat.  Luckily, a hit off the hands is still good wood with that bat.

* The new guy also made a great catch in right, which he made look easy

The rain looks to be staying, this weekend, but you never know....

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Late Postings of Pictures from the MBC

I have been sent some pictures lately that I have not got around to publishing, so I thought I would do so now.- S. Paige

This is the rally hawk, from a game at GGP.  For those who don't know, there is at least one resident hawk at the fields at 7th and Lincoln, who is not afraid to swoop down and snare a gopher in the midst of a game.

The next is the Goat Man, who has been seen several times at GGP, walking his goat.  Some old-timers say if the goat looks at you, you'll never get another hit.

This is the victorious team from July 2016, outside San Quentin.  If I remember correctly, we walked most of our runs in, but hey, that counts as a strategy.

And here is a classic example of Abe's new single-out, step by step.

Step 1:

Look he's all raring to go, strong stance, awaiting the pitch

Step 2:

Racing around first base, he can smell the double, he knows he hit it hard, Carter is looking all slump-shouldered, why shouldn't he have the extra base?

 Step 3:

Uh oh, why is that ball so close all of a sudden, that's isn't supposed to happen?  Well, let's see, if a object is moving at approximately 10 mph towards a target, and another object is moving in the opposite direction, from a slightly greater distance,but towards the same target at approximately 50 mph, which object will arrive there first?  Abe, you're a smart guy, which one is it?


2/12/17 Somewhere

Officially there was no game, all the fields in SF were closed.  You got that?

But 18 people gathered in the city and played a game that was suspiciously like the game that we normally play on Sundays.

Carter started for the homers and Sonny for the visitors, and the field we didn't play on was in great shape.  We were a strict 9-9, and it seemed like the teams were pretty well-matched.  There was a lack of old-guard, Greg and Tony being off on some surfing adventure, as well others who couldn't make it for a variety of reasons that were probably valid.

The mud made for an interesting day in the outfield, balls that normally would have rolled for a while went nowhere, and when the ball was heaved in, one side of it was covered.  Maybe it was a game-changer, the visitors certainly had the left-center hit down, but couldn't get more than a single out of it for the most part.

The stars of the game were probably the father/son duo of Keir Beadling and his son Max, who put on a display of offensive and defensive magic for the most of the day.  Max at the hot corner was especially amazing, snaring a series of hard hit balls down the line, most of which he converted to outs.  They also had back-to-back doubles.

The game itself was the usual see-saw battle that we have had lately, that consists of the team that I am on getting within striking distance and then being gutted towards the late innings.  And Sunday, if we had a game that is, was exactly the same.  I entered the game on the hill in the 5th, with our team down a run.  We tied it up.  Then they went ahead again, and we stayed that way for an inning, and then a series of pop flies, line drives, and booted balls made the game 7-3 in a hurry.  And it ended that way.  Theoretically.


* Thanks to everyone who made it out, the email from Bob was not especially heartening, but the positive response on people that wanted to have a game was great!  And then they actually showed up, even better!

* Doc showed up, walking out of the corn like a fresh recruit.  He was going to umpire, but feeling especially spry, he ended up playing.  He got a single, and recorded an out in right field.  Not bad for a guy with three fractured vertebrae.

* It was decided that James is the yin, and Chris Powell is the yang, and therefore should not be on the same team.  The reason being that they can both hit, steal bases at will, play defense, throw people out, and in general, manufacture runs almost single-handedly.

*  Abe has a new thing.  It's getting a hit and then trying to stretch it into a double and getting thrown out by 30 feet.  I don't think it's a good thing, but it's his thing.

* I had two RBIs despite having broken my pinkie toe that morning and having to leg out both hits one of which was a swinging bunt.  Thank God for the errors of others.

* Thanks to John McGrath, Bob, Ed, and ***for catching on a day that the pitchers and the mud couldn't have been fun.

* I hit Carter with a 0-2 change-up.  That might have pissed me off more than anything else.

* The new guy who threw the last 2 innings had some great velocity.

* Chris Powell twice hit lazy pop-flies to right field, picking on an old man, he should be ashamed of himself

* Abe also broke his Fuckface bat, after 6 months of ownership.  I am starting to think that bat company is a bit nefarious.

* Good to see McGrath out, who I have not seen in a while, along with Doc

* Randy, who apprently was Musial-like last week, continued his hit parade, minus one glorious strike out, thanks to your truly, AOY 2017 hopeful.

Hope for the bet this week, but the rain looks pretty constant through Monday.

S. Paige

Thursday, February 9, 2017

2/5/17 GGP

I wasn't able to make it out, celebrating Lil' Josh Gibson's 3rd birthday.  With all the rain, I was surprised that it happened.  There was a pleading email sent out by AOY Rockwell, in town on some nefarious plot, and he REALLY wanted to play ball.  Glad that enough showed up to accommodate him.  

Here with the surly recap is Bob "Fuck you, and the horse you rode in on" Carey.

It was great to have Will out.  Carter was there, and at some point their mom stopped by with Carter’s son.  Way too many Rockwells!  Carter brought implements and he and Will were half done with the work by the time I got there.

We had a good turnout — peaked at 19.

Lousy game, the homers trounced us.  Sonny started for the home team and was mysteriously effective.  Carter started for the visitors with me catching.  He seemed to have decent stuff, but they kept barreling him up, especially with oppo shots.  Randy was on fire, lots of line drives.

I got hit.  Someone else did too.  Baseball god justice reared its head and Carter hit Sonny dead on the ankle bone, and Sonny acknowledged that Karma was a bitch.

I managed to get inside Ed’s head on one at bat.  Told him that Carter was going to knock him on his ass and he could not get the idea out of his head even though Carter did not come near him.

Lots of AOYs:  Phelps, Lattig, Sidawi, Carey, Pfahler, Rockwell.  Abe and Sean seem to be working on their campaigns.

At one point we had an all-geriatric outfield for the visitors:  JT in right, me in center, and Nick in left.  Results as might be expected.

That’s all I remember, we got it in before the rain came down, although there was a shower in about the bottom of the sixth.

Played all nine.


Friday, January 27, 2017

Girgus cuts the SpaceMan's Hair

Brian Girgus made a name for himself as a pinwheeling, scarecrow of a player in his time on the MBC.  I always liked to describe him as 90% mouth and 10% talent.  Not really fair, since Brian had all the tools, they just weren't sharpened real well.  He could catch, he could hit, he could bunt, he could throw, he tried pitching for a while, but eventually took himself off the mound after losing control of his pitches.

Eventually, he drifted south, and landed in Echo Park, with a degree from barber's college and a dream.  He opened the New California Barber shop, and has hosted some good events, and cut some celebrities hair (Neil Hamburger!!!).  That all pales in comparison, however, to his latest get, when he took none other than the great Bill Lee to the ocean for a chat and a cut.  For those of you that want to know more about Bill, pick up one of his books, Have Glove, Will Travel or  The Wrong Stuff will clue you into this true American original, and all-around amazing athlete.

What some people probably don't know is that this would not have been possible without an event, years earlier, at the Lost Weekend video store (RIP), where they hosted a viewing of the Bill Lee documentary, SPACEMAN, and Bill showed up to live-narrate the movie, and then answer questions.  True to character, Bill spent the hours before the movie getting "lit up like a Christmas tree" in the back of the store, on the patio, sitting at my old vinyl booth and table which I had given to Adam when I moved out of my apartment. But I digress, Brian made contact with Bill that night, and lo and behold, years later, he's cutting the guy's hair and playing catch with him! 

There was talk for a while of trying to get Bill to come in with us to SQ some time, I don't know if that is still on the table, he pitched for the San Rafael Pacifics not too long ago, so he might be in the area.

In any case, great job Brian!  Come out and play some time, when you find yourself north of the smog.  No one lies as good as you, when it comes to arguing close plays....

S. Paige

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

1/15/2017 Moscone

No game last week, as the rain fell.  The field was in adequate condition by the time that Lil' Satch and I got there, but I imagine that there was a lot of pre-game work done.  Thanks to those of you who put it to rights.  The mound was a gloopy mixture of mud and clay, and even with cleats, pretty slippery.  But other than that, the field was OK.

We ended up having 15, which was better than we were imagining, Greg started for the homers and Sonny for the visitors.  I can say that it was nice t play in a game that wasn't a blowout, we see-sawed a bit through the game, and while we never had the lead, we were tied for a good bit....

The game was a speedy affair, which was nice, and neither team was egregious in their errors, with the possible exception of base-running.  I was the worst offender, lackadaisically running to second, on a infield pop up, only to realize that there was only one out. Doubled off.  Oh, there was a runner on third, and it was a tied ball game too, so basically I killed a unicorn with that one. 

Abe, also from my team, felt bad about his base-running, he was tagged out for trying to turn a single into a double, but I don't know that I would put that in the same category.  But, he was out by several feet.

Greg turned the ball over to Chris Powell, and I took on in the fourth for Sonny, who wasn't feeling it.  I could tell why once I started throwing on the mound, the first change up I threw, my heel slid 10 inches forward in the mud, and the ball turned into a big old grapefruit that the batter slammed into left field.  So, the next three innings I pitched with almost exclusively upper body movements, and trying to land as softly and gently as possible.  As a result, the curve ball was good, the change up and knuckle ball sucked, and the fastball was good, as long as I didn't throw it too often.

After my base running gaffe, I told my team I would make it up, and struck out the side (with a single in between).  I handed the ball off to Coney Island James, who thew the last three frames and did a good job, though he ultimately absorbed the loss.  We went into the 9th inning, knotted at 6 runs a piece, and Chris Powell bunted his way on for a single, stole second, and came home on a hit.  Just like that.  James made a great play fielding Chris' bunt, and at first he was called out, but the overwhelming thought was that he had beaten the throw (I agreed, from the view in right field).


* A fun game, and everyone survived.

* There were a lot of loud hits to the left and left center gaps

* Bob tried to help us out from Left field, and threw away a ball that had come straight to him,  the runners were sent back due to the suspicious nature of the error.  He then made a great catch.  We told him alter that he's cheating on the wrong plays.

* Greg's team seemed to think that bunting with him at 1st was a good idea.

* Still 0-fer with new Carter bat, though I did have 2 RBIs.

* Lil' Satch heckled me, egged on by the team, after the base running mistake.

* There were a lot of HBP, 5 at least, I took a fast ball between the shoulder blades that is still a little sore.

* We had a player come out who has been on the email list but not shown up for at least five years, so I guess it does pay off to keep some of those names on there.

* 5 or 6 Ks in three innings isn't bad

* James tried to throw out Greg at first from center field, and almost had him.  Greg threatened to rage if it ever happens.

* Tony promised he would come out and then didn't. Lil' Satch was devastated.

* I was playing Nick Smith in the hole on the right side, and as such had no chance to get to second for a force out.  That's my official stance on it, no matter what Abe says.

* Thanks to Bob, Ed, Greg, New guy for catching in the mud

Friday, January 6, 2017

1/1/2017 Cop Field

Something satisfying about playing the first game of the new year on the actual first day of the new year.  And it helps when it is a beautiful day.  A little on the chilly side, but nothing we couldn't handle.  We had 20 brave souls who braved the day after the revelry, and the field was in pretty good shape considering the rain.

Carter started for the visitors, and Satch for the homers, and Carter once again proved his dominance, with an fantastic curveball and enough change in speeds to keep us off balance.  I felt good, but I sure didn't seem to be doing the job in getting outs.  None the less, I think I struck out about 7 or 8 on my way to another crushing complete game loss.  i will save the suspense, and say it straight, our offense was bad and our defense turned worse as the game progressed.  Luckily I love this game.

That being said, we turned two double plays, and almost had a third!  So we couldn't have been all that bad.  You can't win a game without scoring some runs however, and we did little of that.  Carter, and his follow up Mitch kept us waving at pitches and grounding weakly to to all fields.

A few times, I thought I felt the momentum shift and was sure that we were going to turn the game around, but it just never materialized.  I will say my own production was paltry, every time I thought I was going to get good wood, I hit a weak-ass dribbler to third.  My teammates followed similar paths, with the exception of Greg, who was hitting sharp.

The end of the game the score was a roundabout 12-2.  I say that, because we had a couple of innings that we figured there were a passel of runs, and 12 seemed like a good number.


* Two double plays, not a bad way to open the season.

* Our team broke early, when we heaped more scorn on Nick Smith than deserved on a close play.  He got hot under the collar, and we all felt bad, and then were confused why we had focused so much on it, in the beginning of a game.

* I struck out the side, that was pretty nice

* John Carey may have had one Manhattan too many on NYE, he was taken out by the mysterious outfield sniper more than once

*In about the 7th inning, the wheels really fell off for our team, we were throwing balls all over the place, dropping grounders, the full monty

* Did manage a good play on a great bunt

* Carter hit at least two pop flies that got in the wind and turned into doubles

* Looking back at the blog, I have thrown more CG losses lately than ever before

* The other team hit some great pitches, I was confident right up until the point that the bat hit the ball

* I hit new Nick twice, once with a country hardball, which was unintentional.  I kept getting him into 0-2 counts and then overthrowing.  I think he started to get  frustrated about the third time...

* Dennis showed up after a long absence

* James struck out more than I have ever seen in the past

* We had John Carey running for Tony who is still rehabbing a bad knee.  After signs, waving, and jumping up and down didn't work, we started yelling "Hey John.  You should steal second, now!!!!"

* Adam once again proved himself the better man in a RBI situation

I would like to say see you this Sunday, but instead I will say run for higher ground, and keep the canoe handy!

S. Paige

Thursday, December 8, 2016

12/4/16 Moscone

I was a little late to the game on account of not really being able to play and having Lil' Satch in tow.  I strained a back muscle in the 11/13/16 game, and it still does not feel all together.  But it was a beautiful day and I figured that it would be a good outing, regardless. 

By the time we arrived, things had already begun their precipitous slide, Mitch had been roughed up for a few runs in the first, and Sonny was throwing lights out.  And that proved to be the big story of the game, Sonny continued to pitch to his defense, and the innings piled up with nary a run in sight.  Six innings of shut out ball, fantastic outing! 

Me and lil guy were amusing ourselves practicing hitting, which he rarely gets to do with real baseballs and wood bats, on account of the fact that I can't afford any broken windows right now.  We played an inning at second base, which was exciting, since we got to take practice ground balls from 1st and be in the mix. He's getting good, and I told him that he only had about 3 more years before he can start playing for real, which I believe was when John Carey made his auspicious debut with the MBC.

Tim was doing a great job behind the dish, and Sonny was throwing intelligently.  We finally scraped a run, but I think it may have been the only one.  Solid defense was definitely the key.  That and scoring runs....

Mitch handed the ball off to Greg and then to Coney Island James, who I don't think I had seen pitch before.  He carried the team the rest of the way. Sonny handed off to Carter took over in the latter part of the game, and I decided to humiliate myself and ruin the team's chances.  Well, I didn't decide that, but that is what happened.  I had said that I was available to bunt if needed, and by the 8th inning, I felt like I was ready.  Mitch was the 10th place hitter, he got on, stole second, and we had discussed that I would bunt him to third.  Except the pitch I chose to bunt was a out of the strike zone curve ball, and I reached for it, bunted it up in the air along the first baseline, it dropped, bounced with some English on it, and hit me me in the leg. 

Dead ball, batter's out, runner cannot advance.

Pretty much the worst possible scenario.  So I porked that rally right in the keister, and the game ended soon after with a score of about 6-1.


* Sonny's pitching was great

* James hit a ball a long way into deep left

* Tim threw out a runner at second

* It wasn't a particularly ugly defensive game, but their offense scored runs, and we didn't.

* For the second time in a row, I have been on a team that looked unbeatable on paper, and couldn't win the game.  Maybe it's me?

* I never realized how much we casually curse at the game, until I had the kid sitting with me.

* Bob HBP, after the order was sent in from the bench

* I am the proud recipient of a FuckFace Co. bat, and oh what a bat it is!  Modeled after the Shoeless Joe Jackson bat, it's got a real piano leg quality to it

Thursday, November 17, 2016

11/13/16 Cop Field

It took me a extra day to get to this one, as the sting had not quite gone out by the usual press deadline.  Needless to say, I had a great time, and I think everyone else did too.  Remember that I said that. 

It was birthday weekend, the only Sunday other than Father's Day that it is understood that Satch gets a free pass to play ball.  Luckily, many others were like-minded and we had 24 to begin with.  By the end of the game, that number had dropped to 20, but what can you do?

We started a tad late as the Mexican league was playing in front of us, and we wanted to be hospitable, as they always are with us.  It also helped that it gave me an extra 10 minutes to warm up.  Lattig started for the homers, and I think he got through the first inning unscathed.  I felt good taking the mound.  I wish that I looked as good as I felt.  I was getting K's, but in between those, the homers were hitting the ball hard.  By the end of the 2nd inning, the score was 4-0, I think.  We scrapped for a run, but in the process we lost Rojas to a knee injury that I fear will be a while before it heals. 

My pitching was great one inning, and awful the next, and when I managed to get a pop up, it was in between everyone, or worse, to someone, but it didn't get caught.  Ben saved me a few times in left, snaring line drives.  By the 5th inning, it felt like the 10th.  The score had crept up to 9-3.  I still felt good, but we had been sitting a lot of players, and I wasn't getting the game I wanted to see, so I stepped aside for Sonny, who came in and shut down the homers for the rest of the game.

Defense for the homers was superb, so much so, that we spotted Mitch in right field, which gives you an idea of the confidence that they had.  Abe was all over the place, making catches, and Tim was doing a great job blocking the dish.

Lattig gave way to young Nick and then to Powell, which helped us a little, since we knew he couldn't play SS and pitch.  Suddenly we started to come alive, and that's when I, along with a few of my teammates, really shit the bed.

Around the 7th, we scored a run, and had no outs, with the bases loaded.  I was on first, Sonny on second, James on third. Finally, the waves were gonna break our way.  JT comes up, and lines a hit to short left center field.  I was so excited for JT, and for the prospect of some dignity for our team in the game, I started thinking what it would take to get to third, or even home if it got past the fielders.  Then like a lead ball in the gut, Abe comes diving in, and catches the ball while sliding along the grass.  He was only about 20 feet from second base, he fired the ball to second, doubling off Sonny who was thinking the same thing I was, and then to first, to catch me tripled off.  Yes folks, a triple play.  I couldn't quite comprehend what happened.  Greg's look of disgust was all I saw walking back to the dugout.

We went down meekly the rest of the game, I don't think we scored another run.  Shit.


* Got to give it up for the defense, it wins games.

* Abe all-around

* Ryan's opposite field triple

* Ben's defense was our shining moment

* I never scored, but I did have a 1.000 on base percentage, with 3 hits and 1.000 percentage in fielding opportunities and about 5 K's.  Happy Birthday, asshole.

* Defense of the infield for the homers, especially Powell and Adam

* At one point Greg almost got thrown out on a hit to the outfield, to which I replied, " At this point, we are trying to fuck up singles....."

* Every person on the home team seemed to contribute offensively and defensively.

* I will give a shout out to Bob on a play at third that he got me to convert on a swinging bunt to get a lead runner.  That was good.

* Duane made a spectacular running play on a pop up in foul territory at first.  Technically he was out of bounds, but you got to respect the play when it happens.  And it wasn't going to make much of a difference at that point.

* The election results were discussed, both sides were respected as much as they ever are

* Mitch was on base about 10 times, it felt like

* Mike did a good job behind the dish after Greg


I hit a ball on Sunday that went over everything in left center, probably about 410 feet (yeah, I google mapped it....).  Given my portly carriage and general torpor, I settled for a triple, rather than get thrown out and embarrassed.  However,  I have always felt if a ball goes that far, and everyone sees it go that far, there should be an understanding that it should be a home run and the runner shouldn't be challenged but given the by your leave to circle the bases. 

I have often wondered if I should just do it, but I don't want to look like a (bigger) asshole than I am, by trotting around the bases and getting tagged out.  However, in the discussion that commenced after the game, most people said that they would have respected that home run call.  The rub is that I have to plant the flag and do it, knowing full well that I risk that my intuition on the hit was wrong and disappoint my team (again). 

It's all theory until put into action, and only then can you hope to enact the change you wish to see.

Wise words, whether you are an out of shape, over the hill ballplayer looking for a second chance, or anyone else that wants the world to be a better place.

Monday, November 7, 2016

11/6/16 Cop Field

Here with the recap is Abe Zuckerman, third baseman, spray hitter and expert bunter, and your friendly neighborhood tax lawyer.  When you got money, and Uncle Sam wants it, talk to Abe.

Homers: Greg, Bob, Tony, Nick, Sonny, Brian, Mitch, Sean, Abe, [missing 1 player]
Visitors: Carter, Randy, Chris Powell, James, John McGrath, Mike [missing 4 players, somehow]

The stories of the game were Carter on the mound, and the visitors' bats running wild.  Carter started for the visitors and threw a no hitter thru 7 (with only two errors) before giving up back to back base hits to Sean and Abe and then getting out of the inning without giving up any runs.  I believe the final line was Carter pitching 7+ (8?) scoreless innings and facing 2 over the minimum.  Powell then came in and closed it out.  I don't believe the homers scored.

Greg started for the homers and from the first inning gave up hit after solid hit. Both Sean and Tony pitched in relief but the visitors were hitting solid liners and long fly balls off them too.  A couple errors in the field didn't help matters.  With Carter blanking the home team things were quickly lopsided (8-0 or thereabouts) by the third or fourth inning and it stayed that way.

Aside from the crushing offense and pitching of the visitors, a number of good defensive plays were made on both sides, including:
- John snagged a line drive hit above his head while over at first base.
- Chris dove to his left at short and caught a very hard hit line drive.
- Sean pulled a Willie Mays while playing first, on a ball popped up down the first base line.
- Abe made a sliding catch ranging to his left in center.

Final Score: 10-0 or thereabouts, which doesn't seem that bad, but it was an absolute thrashing by Mission Baseball standards.

Thursday, October 27, 2016

10/26/16 Moscone

What a glorious day for a ballgame.  And not just because I got play.  The weather was perfect, the field was in great shape, the mound was hard clay and we had exactly 18 players.  We had a good tight game, a nail-biter to the end,

Carter started for the homers and Satch for the visitors.  Carter threw five shut out innings, and was pretty dominating.  For a team that looked like it should provide some runs, we were pretty anemic for the first half of the game.  Then we decided to get out of our own heads "relax", and have some fun, and then the runs started coming in.

The real story of the game was the three double plays that the homers combined for, which pretty much destroyed any big inning that we had tried to patch together.  Defense and pitching wins games.  remember that, it will come up again.

Mitch seemed to be the lynch pin of the homers game, he was the quick pivot at 2nd for two of the three double plays, he pitched three innings, he had several hits, and scored twice, I think.

It was 4-0 going into the 6th inning, Carter bowed out, Mitch came in, and we began the long slow climb out of the hole.  Our bats suddenly came alive, Don hitting a powerful gapper, as did Jimmy, who had two swinging bunts on his first two at bats.

Satch ended up throwing a complete game, and I will say that the homers hit approximately 19 balls to the left side, Jimmy and Chris were overwhelmed.  They had a pretty good percentage of outs, but the ones we missed, there were a lot of flares and tweeners that no one could get, ended up hurting us. All in all, it felt like a good outing, and with the offense coming alive, we went into the 8th inning, suddenly in possession of the lead, for the first time in the game, 5-4.

Well, as usual, Mitch got on, took second on a throwing/fielding error, took third on a fielders choice, and scored on a hit. * I was updated by James for this recap, which I admit was not sufficient.  Here is what really happened. Thanks James, when I am pitching, I am sometimes not able to retain as much of the play by play...yeah, that's what is was.....

* The recap of the home team's comeback in the bottom of the eighth, down 5-4:

- Mitch: infield hit, advances to 2nd on error
- James: bunt single (because Satch got me out 4 previous ABs!), 1st and 3rd
- James: steals 2nd, runners on 2nd and 3rd, no out
- Abe: infield pop-up, 1 out
- Duane: SQUEEZE PLAY BUNT WITH TWO STRIKES! Mitch scores tying run, James to 3rd, Duane out at 1st, 2 outs
- Next batter (?): ground ball to 2nd, error, James scores go ahead run, 6-5

- Next batter (?): third out

We managed to get another out, but also were faced with runners at first and third.  The stage was set. Weak ground ball to second, looks like we are going to get out of it.  Bob, plenty of time, picked it up, and then it slipped out of his hand, flying softly the wrong way towards second, landing, and rolling slowly on the dirt.  Run scored, 6-5.  We got the next batter out, but the damage was done.  The homers brought in Greg to shut the door on us, and he did so.  Game over.


*Three double plays was amazing to see.

* I have never seen so many balls hit to the left side

* I did manage to keep James off balance, which is saying something

* Don made a great play in outfield, and new guy Ben made a couple in left

* Jimmy and Chris did the best they could

* Bob and John Mcg did a great job behind the dish, blocking the ball and avoiding the straw sacks placed for flood abatement

* Every time Duane came up, it was a pressure situation, and I had to bear down and give him the best stuff.

* Chris slid to stop a tweener and it sounded like he was sliding on sandpaper.  His pants was to' up!

* A safety squeeze by the homers was perfectly executed

* My hardest hit ball of the game was the game ender, a line drive to James

* Carter and Bob present, but no HBP!  Blasphemy.

* I told Sean he could pitch if I coughed up the lead, but then the run that scored was partially a result of a shady throw on his part.  I rescinded my offer, based on insider manipulation.

* An infield fly rule has to be 2 or more runners on, with less than two outs, but there has to be a force out possibility present, right?  Someone weigh in on this.

Looks like rain, so everyone don't forget to do your throwing workouts and hit the cages....

S. Paige

Monday, September 26, 2016

9/25/16 Cop Field

What could have been a really horrible day, turned into a great one.  I sent out an email last week, apologizing to the group about my lack of attendance, due to various family and work obligations.  This week, the madness finally ebbing, I was able to get out again.  So I sent out another email, pleading for good attendance, since the weather was amazing, over 90 degrees in SF rarely happens!

I got out there nice and early, Mitch showed up soon after, and a slow trickle of players followed.  At 3pm we had exactly 10 players.  ARGHHHH!!!!!  I do not understand how it is that we can have 70 active people on an email list and not get a full game?  As we trudged through infield/outfield, we kept noticing that there was a convolution of young players with lots of gear and uniforms at our field.  Was there a permit snafu, or was this divine providence?  The latter it seemed, they were a traveling team of high-schoolers from SF--coached by the University High coaches-- gearing up for a tournament in AZ.  Can everyone say scrimmage?

So we started, us the homers, the 25 odd kids and five coaches on the other side.  Satch started, and threw 5 innings.  Only gave up 2 runs, which makes me happy, given that it was a bunch of whipper snappers in the prime of their athletic life.  Unfortunately, their starting pitcher (who we learned later was actually a red-shirt college player) struck out our first 7 guys in a row.  Not exactly the look we were going for.  But in the third inning, Nick got on, James tattooed a ball to left (their outfielders played us like we were a t-ball team) and Satch hit a opposite field grounder past second, and we had two runs.  They got back one, and then we exploded for another two runs, after a pitching change made us all a little more confident. 

Satch bowed out, having struck out about 7 and hit one kid in the chest while he tried to bunt.  i won't say that was intentional, but I was trying to make it hard for him to bunt.  I thought the rule was, you try to bunt a ball, and it hits you, it counts as a strike.  Apparently not, but he did push at it, not just hold the bat out, so I feel it should have been strike.  Whatever, the score 4-2 in our favor, as I left, helped by Mitch doing what Mitch does, robbing a deep drive to right field, seriously, he was playing the guy at about 415 feet, and he just waited for it.

Sean came it, and well, the change in pitching seemed to help the other team as well.  They had several powerful line drives, and when the dust had settled, it was 5-4, them.  In hindsight, Sean probably did it on purpose to give himself a chance at the win.  He's crafty like that.

At first, that strategy worked, as we went up 6-5, but then the youth and keen eyesight of the young un's took over, but our hitting went cold, a hard throwing kid came in and made us nervous, and after Jessie pitched a frustrating 8th inning, where we had a blown opportunity at a home to first double play, the final score was 10-6.  We stopped after 8 innings, since it was after 6 pm, and due to the fact that the other team took soooo long to get in the box and then in between pitches, stepping out, looking for signs, etc.  

But at least we had a game!


* That young kid got Mitched.

* We held our own against a high school all star team

* It helps your hitting to know that they aren't allowed to throw curve balls

* Derrick had a nice hit, and made a crucial catch in the sun drenched left field

* Bob caught 6, after having played in a earlier game with JT and Dennis

* John McGrath successfully argued a 3rd strike call that the catcher made with a simple, "Fuck no." The kid was shaken.

* I was really surprised that they didn't bunt more, with their speed we would have had trouble.

* Duane made a fantastic catch on a high line drive

* We almost had a double play on a 1-6-3 dribbler, Chris made a nice play on the turn

* Bob was not HBP, we were surprised.

* He did however loaf it down to 1st on a ground ball that the SS muffed.  If he had been running full would have been a closer play.....

* About 5 times, after getting a base hit off me, I said Nice Hit.  Each time I was ignored or met with a blank stare.  These kids were still in the mindset that one does not give or take compliments from the other side....

* James had the hit of the game, a triple

* We were about 2-7 on pop ups in the infield

* Derrick brought the gear, but forgot the helmets, so we were swapping constantly from the base paths. I also got a chance to wear a helmet sized for 5 3/4 to 6 7/8

* Roll Call of the faithful: Chris, Mitch, Duane, Derrick, Jessie, Bob, Nick, Abe, James, Satch, John McG, Sean

Thanks for a memorable game!

S. Paige

Monday, August 8, 2016

8/8/16 Moscone

What a day for a ball game, the sun was out, it was breezy without being too bad, and we had 21 players.  What could be better?  Well, the visiting team might have wished for a more even game, but other than that, a nice clean game of baseball.

Carter started for the visitors, and Tony for the homers.  I showed up a little late with Lil' Satch in tow, and Tony promised he only wanted to go three innings.  Well, 3 innings into it, he hadn't given up a run yet, and his arm felt good so he kept going.  I didn't mind, since it is easier to play right field or second with the boy, rather than having him sit on the bench while I pitch.

Carter was throwing well, but we were able to string together some hits and by the middle innings the score was 7-1.  Carter bowed out after 5 to John Carey, who is a fireballer, with a few control issues.  Once he got in the groove, he was good.  He lasted 2 innings, and then a new guy threw the last inning.  Tony finally gave up a run in the 7th, which he was happy about and left the game with his head high.

A discussion continued after the game as to why the final was so lopsided, given that the team didn't seem all that different.  JT's input, which I think is accurate, is that games are won by the teams that catch the ball.  And the homers defense was great.  Tony admitted his arm felt good cuz he was throwing regular pitches, and letting the defense do the work.  Which is awesome when you can do it.  For myself, I came in and threw the 8th and 9th, and all told, probably only threw about 14 pitches.  A quality defense is a great thing. 

And that is probably the main reason for the asymmetric score, which was 12-1 (or thereabouts).  However, I have to say that the teams were not really balanced.  The visitors had two young kids, a couple of new guys, Randy, Tim, Carter, Bob, JT and John.  We had Powell, Lattig, James, Tony, Greg, Adam, Elvin, Abe, etc.  At the very least, you can't have James, Powell, and Lattig on a team without some serious counterbalance, that is a combined power and average of about .900.  And that's not all just skill, but knowledge on the game, on how to play people.  At the very least we should have had one of the kids.  Again, not complaining.


* All this talk of defense aside, the visitors had a double play, that almost was a triple play.

* Elvin was hit twice, once in the ribs, and once in the ass.  Both of them sounded like a kick drum

* Bob was also hit twice

* Tony threw a great game, and had his side arm sneaky ball working well

* A steal attempt at third was called an out, then safe, then out again, then safe

* On a outfield that didn't get watered as much, we would have had some legitimate in-the-parkers

* Bob took a beating all game, as the visitors catcher

* Powell stole second before the ball crossed the plate

* Elvin made a great catch in left field, on the run, with a first baseman's glove, left handed.

* I snuck home on a mental error when the first baseman thought there were three outs.

* More Fuckface bats apparent

* Carter struck me out, I tried to lean into it at the last moment to give the perspective that it wasn't a strike, which it was.  What an asshole....

* Lil' Satch almost took my head off with a ball, when we gave him a chance to hit in between innings

* Greg made a great running play at third

* Thanks to everyone who came out, nice to have a full game

Monday, July 25, 2016

Pictures from Inside SQ

Here are a few pics from Opening Day in San Quentin:

7/24/16- Big Rec GGP

By last count, there are 101 people on our email list for the games.  We had 13 show up on Sunday, 15 with the two new guys that were playing catch in the park that we recruited.  Given that ~15% of the people on the list are no longer in the area, that that is a 15.1% attendance rate.  That sucks.  Now I know that summer time, people have travel plans, or whatever, but still, everyone get your priorities straight.  If I had the power to, I would be out there every Sunday.  Some of you still have that power.

Of those that did show up, we were treated to a foggy, humid day in the park.  Didn't get cold until the end, but the temperature never got above 65 I would say.  It was 99 in the East Bay, when I left home.

Carter (President and CEO Fuck Face) started for the homers, and went the distance, matched by Satch for the visitors.  We both threw excellent games, I would say, and had our share of quick, 6-8 pitch innings.  When you have to keep switching out defense, and 2-3 more at bats, it can make a difference.  Chris and I were responsible for the first two runs for our team, it was a good system, he got on, stole some bases, I knocked him in.

The homers were not a bunch of shrinking violets by any means, and had some loud hits, but our defense proved to be better, definitely the difference when you are trying to conserve energy.  I will also say that the homers sub in for us at 2nd made at least 4 put outs on line drives.  That helps too.

The game got to 8-4 and there it stayed for the latter innings.  In the 9th, after shutting us down, the homers made a play for the win, but fell woefully short, with two runners on, and the score 8-6, Greg strode to the plate,  talking a big game, sneering at Satch, and then hit a two-hoppity comebacker to me, for the final out.

Final- Visitors- 8-6.


* Special thanks to Nassir and Bukkari, for playing the whole game with us.

* Carter threw an excellent game, cap tip!

* Thanks to Ed, Bob, Don, and Gaspar for doing the catching

* Gaspar did what he does best, took 5 pitches, fouled off 4 more, then amazingly, drilled a ball up the middle

* Elvin had a frustrating day at the plate, with one exception of a clean hit to left

* Bob got hit in the hindquarters early on, Official!

* Had Lattig's number with the off speed

* Bukkari had a triple after a couple of strikes outs.  He switched to the left side, and drilled a single, but blew a hammy on the swing

* Powell hit with authority all day

* I had a triple myself, after striking out, as promised

* Bukkari had a couple of throws that were so far off line due to his frustration that one had to wonder what he was throwing at

* Powell had more bad hops at his face than I can remember, both at SS and 1st.  He also hit a ball that took a wicked third hop, going over Randy's head

* Carter had a big wallop on a grooved fastball

* I managed to not cover 3rd properly all game.  In my defense, it was unoccupied a lot....We had someone nailed at 3rd on a throw from left, and by the time I caught the ball, my forward momentum was too much, and when I tried to turn to apply the tag, it was too late.  Someday I will remember....

* More than one play where the ball fell out and the baseman had to scramble to pick it up with his bare hand while keeping his foot on the bag for the out

* Not one passed ball for Bob (or Don), he wanted that pointed out

* Thanks again to everyone that made it out, hopefully we will have a swell in attendance as summer winds down.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

7/16/16- MBC vs. SQ All-Stars

We missed our game in June, due to the Warriors game 6, which the inmates said they would rather watch than play us.  We tried not to take offense to that.  So there we were, on Saturday morning, the freezing wind whipping and and fog curling over the coastal range.  The guard at the gate tried to throw a scare into us, saying that they would cancel the game if the fog came in any more, and started to block the guards' view of the yard.  That would be some fog....

Only nine brave souls were present for the MBC, but we were a determined bunch.  We were also a error-prone bunch.  Needless to say, most of our outfielders preferred to play any position other than outfield.  That's what happens when you staff a team with 4 second baseman.  But we made the best of it.

The real surprise of the day was the ranks of the SQ team had been decimated by people quitting the team, most notably Dewey, the fireballing pitcher.  I wasn't the only one that probably was relieved that we would be facing someone, nay, anyone, else.

The first play of the game was marred by one of the most egregious bad calls we have experienced inside.  Powell hit a ground ball and beat the throw by a step and a half.  The field umpire called him out, and I guess the plate umpire didn't see it.  But everyone else did, and we have never had so many players from the other team come over and apologize after a bad call...The umpire must have had somewhere else to be; he was replaced in the fourth inning.

Satch started for the MBC and went the distance.  It was probably a 150-170 pitch endeavor, I'll get to the details in a second.  It was great that we actually got to play 9 innings, for some reason I thought that yard time had to be done by 1pm, but apparently, it is the soccer game that ends the baseball prematurely on Saturdays.  And the soccer players never showed up.  One thing that did show up was a gusty wind that blew dirt into every crevice of the game, and several times an at bat had to be stopped so the dust cloud could pass through, and every one could make sure that they could see before the game was resumed.

Long story short, we made a lot of errors and walked a few, and the other team walked a lot of batters, and made a few errors.  So we both played a less than clean game, but it was a great time!  Other than when you think you got an out locked up, only to watch it clang off the glove.  The scoreboard official gave us a tally of 7 errors for the game, but I know it was more than that.  Ed, in particular, had a rough day, and by his own admission made two errors on one play, but only one error was counted on the board.  So that is the kind of defense we had.  That being said, we had some great plays as well!  Abe made a double play on a weird ground ball to third, he tagged the stealing runner just before the base and then threw out the batter.  McGrath had about 14 opportunities at second base and successfully completed 11 of them.  I will take those percentages any day of the week.  Powell went to the hole a few times and made some great grabs.  Richie....I don't think he had a ball hit his way all day....

We fell into a deep hole the first few innings, and the score was about 8-1, but slowly crawled our way out of the mire, and with the help of the erratic pitching and some timely hitting we made a valiant comeback to what we thought was an insurmountable lead.  Going into the ninth inning, the score was 16-12.  No problem, we thought.

Needless to say, the final score was 16-15, with the tying runner on third base and the winning run on first.  Phew.....


* Everyone on the team contributed something.

* Chris had our first hit, regardless of how it was called.

* At one point, the scoreboard showed us with 10 runs on one hit (the first real hit was Duane)

* Speaking of, Duane had a bum ankle, and watching him swing,he would wince each time he missed it.  Then he would get on base, refuse a sub, and steal second and third.  We were all confused.

* McGrath made the most of some very squirrly plays at second.

* The wind played hell with pop ups all day

* But the knuckleball worked great with the wind

* Abe was the victim of the hidden ball trick at second, after having a great hit.

* I had a single and a double, but the only RBIs I got were on a fielder choice which scored 2.....

* Between the bad call, the other bad call on tag play at first, Powell was convinced the umpire had it in for him

* The new rule is that no ball is considered dead in the outfield, except if it hits someone or gets lodged somewhere.

* My line for the day: Nine innings pitched, probably about 14 hits, 6Ks, and 4 walks ( I may have boasted 2 walks elsewhere, but 4 is more accurate). No hit batsmen, which may be a first for me in SQ.  In fact, neither team hit anyone.

* We were lucky enough to get an out on a interference play when someone in the dugout picked up one of our many throwing errors at third.

* Struck out twice, which is always fun.  The second on a perfect out of the strike zone breaking ball.  I would say at least I swung, but no one would say that if they saw the swing....

* The SQ team has some awesome new uniforms and hats.  Hope we can purchase some at some point.  For those of you that gave money to Ed already for a SQ hat, hopefully he remembers who you are....from 3 years ago....

* The fourth pitcher SQ used was great, they should have brought that guy in sooner.

* I had about three comebacker balls that I came within an inch of catching, I heard them buzz by, but just couldn't grab em!

* The best part of the SQ game is playing a hardball game against a great group of friendly competitors.  The worst part of the SQ game is the hour on either side that we all wait for the SQ uniforms and gear to be checked in and checked out. There has to be a more efficient way.

Here is a link to the write up of the season opener, courtesy of Marcus Henderson, who sat with us for most of the game, and kept us abreast of the news of the Q:

Don't look back,

S. Paige

Friday, July 8, 2016

7/3/16 Fourth of July Doubleheader

What a day for a couple of ballgames.  It was sunny when we started and frigid by the time we ended.  Game started promptly at 11, first pitch.   Elvin and his friends brought out the big guns, canopy, reclining chairs, all the necessities to help us make it a great day.
The teams fell out, approximately 15 on each side, and in attendance were several of the old guard, including Mr Johnny Bartlett, who took the third sack and brought Boudin sausages, natch.

Most of the specifics escape me, so I will try to do a recap and highlights as I remember them.  First and foremost, the final scores.

Game 1: Final Score: Visitors- 15-8

Game 2: Final Score Visitors- 10-8

The first game was a well contested affair until the end when the wheels came off for the homers.  Greg started for the homers and Lattig for the visitors.  Some great defense, and not too many problems with the constant change of players, to allow for everyone to play the same amount. Though on the losing squad, Brian Phelps got the hit of the game, with an the in-the-park home run, to deep right.  Apparently he was mocked at the plate by Bob about getting a real hit, rather than another chickenshit opposite field hit.  Way to kick the hive, Bob.

The BBQ was great as usual, helped in part by the families that came out to support their players and helps organize things.  Elvin's friends, as I mentioned were also very helpful with a range of things.  Mike Lattig gave  very nice speech to welcome the newest AOY to the club, Mr. Mitchell Burnham.  True to his laid back (off the diamond, at least) nature, Mitch's speech consisted of, "Thank you, guys."

We started the second game, Satch going for the visitors and Tony for the homers.  I threw 5 innings, gave up two runs, had a few strikeouts, felt good, got a K on a knuckleball, which is always fun.  I bowed out to John Carey and Mitch took over for the homers.

Going into the last few innings of the second game, the score was 10-3 and the homers mounted a huge comeback that almost worked, John Carey was on the mound, and the homers were taking their walks.  However, someone forgot to tell the high school kid that everyone was taking walks, and with the tying run was on 2nd, he chose not to walk, thinking that he would be the hero.  Instead, the final out was recorded and the visitors had won both games.


* JT brought his family out, and then had the best day of his life at the plate, putting on a hitting clinic, going 5-5 in the first game, and nearly the same in the second.

* Mitch was duped by Milo, who made him throw 38 pitches on a batting practice before the 6th inning, entirely ruining Mitch's ability to throw strikes from 60 feet.  Milo, amazingly, had the gall to tell Mitch afterwards that he would have swung sooner if he had thrown him anything worth hitting.  We all got a little nervous that Mt. St. Burnham would erupt, but luckily, he kept his cool.

* Sean rung up Milo with an extreme "YERRR out" call at third on a pick off play, sending Milo into a huge funk.  Sometimes we need to remember that kids take this stuff more seriously than we do....

* I managed to hit the ball to the same place almost every time, luckily that place was deep left center.  Finally, the outfielders started playing me at 390

* This is about where Phelp's HR landed

*  John Nero came home, I don't know if it is for good or not.

* In addtion to the AOY awarding, other awards given: Sean received the Best Dressed award, and Elvin (left-handed) was awarded his second Rookie of the Year,.  Most Improved was not awarded, as no one improved.  The Deserter trophy should have gone to everyone who ever moved to Portland.

* Chris Powell stole every base he could

* There were a lot of bad throws to first, including several from the outfield  courtesy of James who was trying to throw everyone out at first

* The soundtrack for this year's game included: Django Reinhardt, Lester Young, Bill Evans, The Stooges, and Vince Guaraldi.

* Some broken bats, including Bob's which broke completely off at the handle.

* Elvin had quite a few hits

* The food was a step up this year, seaweed salad,  several types of sausages.
   * The food was a step up this year, seaweed salad,  several types of sausages.

* Bob was hit his first at bat.  And then again.  And then John got grazed. its a family affair

* Thanks to all the catchers of the day

* And the weirdest part of the game, a man in a Technicolor trench coat led a goat across the outfield in the latter part of the second game.  If you don't believe me, here is the evidence....Freedom!!!!

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

6/5/16 Cop Field

One driving into the city from the East Bay could see the line of delineation formed in the fog/sun in San Francisco.  I hoped for the best, but the closer I got to Balboa Park, the more it seemed we were cursed to play in the DMZ.  So it was sunny for the first few innings, and gradually, it became colder, windier, and foggier (as seen in the photos above).

I had Lil Satch with me again, loaded with snacks, cold weather gear, and baseball equipment, and in between at-bats, we practiced hitting in the backstop down the left field line.  I also benefited from him napping on the drive in.

Carter started for the homers and Satch for the visitors, and the game was a fairly low scoring affair at the beginning.  We scored 3 runs in one inning, the homers scored one run in another, and that was it for the beginning. 

Having been thrown one pitch to swing at in 9 pitches, I took a walk in the fourth inning with two outs and Tony on third, and then employing a rather underhanded old dodge (AOY 2016!), I took off early from first to draw the throw and hopefully stay alive long enough for Tony to cross home.  It worked, Carter ran straight at me, threw it to the second baseman, who never looked in Tony's direction as he dashed home.  I was tagged, but the run counted and we were up 4-1.

I ended up throwing 5 innings, and felt good, McGrath was calling a good game and had some great blocks behind the dish.  I will also say that we had Aiden playing for real, and he did his father proud, as well as being a decent fellow to play with Lil Satch (who said that was his favorite part of the game) while I was on the mound in the 4th.

Around about that time, I realized that the young, robust and determined center fielder in the A's uniform, who had robbed myself and James of extra base hits was, in fact John Carey.  Truly he is a man among men now, and those who have followed this blog will remember that it seemed like only yesterday that he was tailing his dad in an oversize uniform, and getting at bats in between innings.  The word is that he is playing for his college team now, and is home for the summer.  Great news, if you aren't the guy that tattooed a laser shot to center field that gets miraculously caught.  John scored the first run for his team, in true MBC fashion, single, stolen base, throwing error, fielding error.*

*After the ball got past third base, I ran to field it and throw it home, unbeknownst to me, McGrath had the same idea, and I threw towards the body I saw near home plate.  That, of course, was the batter, home plate having been abandoned.  I am not sure if that counts as an additional throwing error or not....

Around the middle innings, the homers caught fire, and scored two runs and were threatening more when we were able to get out of the jam.  Carter  hit a triple to left and it was only due to excellent defense that we maintained the lead.

Mitch took over pitching for us, and threw two good innings, and then Tim took the ninth inning.  Those who can count will realize that we only played 8 innings, yes, we skipped the 7th, as the weather was turning fast, and we were in danger of losing more players, two of which had left in the 5th.

John took over pitching for the homers, and definitely led the day in K's, however it came at a cost.  His lively arm was wild, and Adam spent a lot of time getting hit, or chasing balls to the backstop.  Adam's zeal for the game was quickly eradicated.   I got on through a dropped third strike and a near collision at first with Elvin, which luckily resulted only in a glancing blow, but still, I eventually came around to score on a hit by Tim, an inning which sealed the fate of the homers.

The runs piled up, and the homers made nary a whisper in the ninth, the final score being 8-3.


* Thanks to everyone who came out, it seems that attendance has dipped a bit in the last few months, so we may need to start recruiting a little

* Mitch worked a full day and then came out and played, that is the love of the game right there

* Elvin may have mastered fielding with his right hand, but when it comes to throwing left handed from the outfield, he missed the cut off man by about 70 feet.

* Gaspar made an outstanding sliding catch in right field

* Tim and Tony combined for an awesome double play, with Tony making a great play on the conversion at second

* Adam showed his old colors that earned him the Bad Sportsmanship trophy, by walking away from the batters box after hitting a ground ball

* Aiden lined a ball straight back to me, if instinct hadn't taken over, I would have dropped it and forced him to run it out.  Great hit though!

* It was great to have Mitch in the outfield again, too often he has been relegated to other positions lately

* Richie managed to tune himself up at first with a knee and elbow injury, that hopefully was not too serious

* I felt really bad about the elbow in Elvin's ribs, but there was no way I was going to miss him completely, and if I ran into him with my body, he may have been killed.  The elbow was more of a bumper to keep the rest of me from colliding with him.  Cold comfort, but better than the alternative, given that I outweigh Elvin by about 150 lbs.

* Elon swung at a 3-0 knuckleball and popped out.  That might have been my proudest moment of the day

* Bob claimed he was gonna kick the shit out of me, if I hit his kid.  Tall order, given how full of shit I am.

* Lil Satch and I played 2nd base for the latter part of the game, and it worked out well, not only did we get to play next to Tony (his favorite) but he liked the warm-up grounders he got to take, courtesy of Nick Smith.

* Get well soon Greg!

S. Paige