I’m having the strangest feeling something’s happened. Something significant. Don’t get me wrong; not significant to anyone but me probably but something…call it instinct or madness but it’s too strong to ignore. However, I’m just going to wait to hear what it is rather than seek out answers…I know, I know. You can laugh behind my back if you want. Doesn’t make it any less true.
In any event, I have some days left before I start the new gig and that’s a great feeling: to know I have something I’m heading toward but to be able to relax a little before diving in. As a friend noted, it’s like summer vacation. I do, however, have some studying to do before I start. I’ll consider it my summer reading list.
And until then, diversions. As always.
My apologies to my sister but this is just too good not to mention. My mother has a sassy gay friend. I’m so jealous. She’s been visiting a chiropractor and has apparently become the belle of the office to the degree that recently, on her birthday, the gentlemen and their staff gave her a chocolate birthday cake with pink icing, which she gushed about to my sister. She has found a friend to whom she can spill all the stories about the grandkids, etc. It’s really wonderful. For you momma. The SGF just cracks me up.:
Also, this feature in the AV Club is wicked cool. Visiting pop culture landmarks is like collecting memorabilia in a way. A more expensive way but nonetheless…Anyway, the story about Dylan is so wonderful I’m giving you one of his best to remind you of the kind of brain the man had. This song is sheer poetry and if you disagree with me I’d suggest you never voice it because I’d fight over a Dylan insult. And my sister taught me how to fight. You don’t want to go there.
And just to stay somewhat relevant, some newer music from a British group that sounds a lot like Pavement.
Finally, our coach’s recap. I’ll probably get in trouble for posting this but I just think it’s funny and I’m proud of my little rec league, co-ed softball team. We have a good time. And we will miss you Roepke. Come back and visit soon…
Bear with me. This e-mail is a long one. But I like to think it’s worth it, so here goes:
Thanks to everyone — and I do mean everyone — who made it out to the game on Friday. My fingernails still haven’t grown back, but it was a hell of a game and a great send off for Ann.
We started off strong, putting up six runs in the first inning. Our bats cooled off considerably afterward, but we maintained a lead throughout most of the game.
Our defense was quite…Dickensian. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. There were great plays by Marieo, walters, Nikki, Sarah, and others. But due to the almost humorously poor field conditions, there were also some plays that could’ve been dubbed over with Yakety Sax (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZnHmskwqCCQ). Routine hits to the outfield became triples and homeruns; balls on the infield would take circus hops, and then no hops at all; and the hops we DID get were unpredictable. If this game had been played at Goddard, it would’ve ended 4-3.
Nonetheless, we held our own until the 5th inning when Ohio took a one-run lead. We added five runs in the 6th and Marieo tacked on a solo HR in the 7th to give us a five-run lead going into the bottom of the inning. And we would need every bit of it.
Ohio proceeded to dink and dunk us to death, taking advantage of the aforementioned Yakety Sax field conditions. They managed four runs to start the inning, but thanks to a pop out and an outfield assist from Chris Walters to Will Perkins, we had two outs with runners on the corners.
Our outfield was playing incredibly (at the time, ridiculously) deep. Austen was set up near Independence Ave., Walters was wading in the WWII Memorial fountain, Nikki was between the statues in the Korean War memorial, and Michael was in the courtyard of the State Department. (If you weren’t at the game, you’re not going to get the joke, but that’s just more motivation to attend.)
The batter for Ohio proceeded to hit a little flair over shortstop. It looked destined for grass when a red and black blur came streaking up from the WWII Memorial with a roadrunner-esque dust cloud behind it. As it turns out, Walters can cover some ground in the outfield. He made a lunging catch to end the game, and was carried off the field on the shoulders of his adoring fans. At least I think that’s what happened. I passed out, so I missed a few minutes.
For some perspective on how much ground Walters had to cover to catch the ball, the runner of first was probably the slowest player on the team. Walters was in a dead sprint from the crack of the bat, and the baserunner was halfway between second and third when the catch was made.
This was our hardest test of the season thus far, and we passed. I wouldn’t say we passed with flying colors, but we got the job done. And it was truly a team effort. We had 19 players show up, and played 16. Those of you that didn’t get into the game, that’s my fault. But everyone who showed up got credit toward their tournament eligibility.
We have eight games left, so everyone still has plenty of time to meet the five game requirement.
As proud as I am four our game attendance, I’m equally as proud of our bar attendance. We had 20+ people (and a dog) at the game, and even more at the bar. We represented ourselves well. And, like I said about 600 words ago, we had a nice sendoff for Ann. I just wanted to take a minute to thank Ann for her contributions to the team over the years. Ann actually joined the team before I did, so she’s one of the more senior members of the DC Dawgs. She may have gone to Iowa State, but she takes more pride in UGA than most alums I know. She was also one of the most consistent players we could ask for. There are three certainties in life: Death, taxes, and Ann is coming to the softball game. She saved us from many-a forfeit over the years, and had the added bonus of being a good player. Oh, and then there were the jello shots and sandwiches. There’s definitely going to be an Ann-shaped hole in the team for a long time. But we wish her the best of luck in her Fightin’ Irish endeavors.
Our next games are this weekend against Florida and Maryland — another big test for us. We always want to beat Florida, and Maryland is a perennial powerhouse and a win against them would go a long way toward getting us the respect we’re after. I’ll send out more details as they become available.
Thanks and Go Dawgs