To the team:
Walt's Auto thinks we are joke somewhere between the
1996 Tigers who went 53-109 and the 2003 Tigers who
went 43-119. A close second would be the 1988
Baltimore Orioles who lost 21 straight games, eerily
similar to the 20-0 loss we had at the hand of Walt's
Auto.
Do you remember that feeling you had after we lost
20-0 in the bottom of the third inning? Remember when
they were up 19-0 and tagging up and going from first
to second on fly balls? Remember when they were
laughing at us and making fun of us?
I do not know about you guys but . . . I wanted to
knock their heads off with closest bat.
Trust me they will not be ready for us on Tuesday. A)
they think we are an absolute joke. B) we have a
better bat C) We are much improved defensively and
offensively D) We have developed good team chemistry
I am not saying that we are going to beat them but we
should make it a close game. They will be on their
heels and they will not be taking us seriously. The
surprise factor is our best bet. We will jump on them
early.
The defensive show they put on us seemed like an
aberration when Gary and I witnessed them making 4-5
errors vs. Total Fence LLC.
The bats were on fire today during batting practice.
Gary, Robby and Matt Calderone were all sending the
ball over the fence or off of it ( The fence is
roughly 315 to 325 at Jarvis).
Those that did not make it to practice should spend
some time swinging a bat at the cages before the game.
If we do defeat Walt's Auto it will go down in
CTSportsplex folklore. It will be remembered by all
of us as our Chaminade (Division 2) defeating number
one Virginia and Ralph Sampson in the 1982-1983
season. Or our Miracle on Ice (1980 Olympics USA over
Russia- Hockey).
Stay focused and remember that we can win.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
A Little Motivation
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Jager Bombs
My softball team, the Jager Bombs, lost our first game of the season 20-0 to Walt's Auto last Tuesday.
Pathetically, we managed only 2 hits in three innings. Yeah, we only played three innings because of the mercy rule.
I had not felt so humiliated since I tripped over my trombone and ripped my pants while running to get on the school bus in middle school. My jeans had a big tear but the worst part was getting on the bus to a chorus of laughter.
Unfortunately I was the last bus stop, so 30 to 40 teenagers witnessed my utter humiliation.
This past Tuesday I also got a similar taste of humiliation.
It did not help that when the other team was up 18 to 0 they were tagging up on fly balls and advancing to the next base.
It did not help that I was the pitcher for our team. I had no clue until after the game where the strike zone was. The last time I had pitched in my fraternity league in college I just had to hit the mat behind the plate.
Then after we were walloped we checked our schedule, only to see that out of our seven remaining games we played Walt's Auto four more times.
Unfair.
Walt's Auto had played a game earlier that night and beat their opponent by a score of 16 to 1, so I knew we were over matched in our first game as a team.
I left the field thinking that maybe this was the best team in our league. Maybe they should be playing in the next higher league and we should be playing in a lower league.
I was dead wrong in my assertion.
Thursday things got a little worse. I went with my buddy Gary to watch Walt's Auto play in the Thursday night league vs. Total Fence LLC.
I was told by several members of Total Fence that Walt's Auto is a mediocre D-League team.
My bottom lip nearly dropped to the ground.
Total Fence defeated Walt's Auto fairly easily 18 to 12.
If Walt's Auto is a mediocre team in our league then will we lose 20-0 in the first inning next game?
WAFL (What a fucking Loser) I am.
Pathetically, we managed only 2 hits in three innings. Yeah, we only played three innings because of the mercy rule.
I had not felt so humiliated since I tripped over my trombone and ripped my pants while running to get on the school bus in middle school. My jeans had a big tear but the worst part was getting on the bus to a chorus of laughter.
Unfortunately I was the last bus stop, so 30 to 40 teenagers witnessed my utter humiliation.
This past Tuesday I also got a similar taste of humiliation.
It did not help that when the other team was up 18 to 0 they were tagging up on fly balls and advancing to the next base.
It did not help that I was the pitcher for our team. I had no clue until after the game where the strike zone was. The last time I had pitched in my fraternity league in college I just had to hit the mat behind the plate.
Then after we were walloped we checked our schedule, only to see that out of our seven remaining games we played Walt's Auto four more times.
Unfair.
Walt's Auto had played a game earlier that night and beat their opponent by a score of 16 to 1, so I knew we were over matched in our first game as a team.
I left the field thinking that maybe this was the best team in our league. Maybe they should be playing in the next higher league and we should be playing in a lower league.
I was dead wrong in my assertion.
Thursday things got a little worse. I went with my buddy Gary to watch Walt's Auto play in the Thursday night league vs. Total Fence LLC.
I was told by several members of Total Fence that Walt's Auto is a mediocre D-League team.
My bottom lip nearly dropped to the ground.
Total Fence defeated Walt's Auto fairly easily 18 to 12.
If Walt's Auto is a mediocre team in our league then will we lose 20-0 in the first inning next game?
WAFL (What a fucking Loser) I am.
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