Good grief
Another game, another loss. When we stopped keeping score last night, we were down 16-4. They might have got another couple runs and so did we. It's demoralizing when I feel like I was pitching pretty high and close to the target, but they keep slugging the ball right to the holes in the outfield. So that's how it feels to be Brett Tomko.
The Giant Robot softball team has been behind the eight-ball for most of the season. We came back to win our first game and have been on a five-game skid ever since. I don't think we've earned (or unearned) more than 10 runs in any of the contests. At least we haven't been mercy ruled.
But being in last place is still where I want to be on Thursday nights. No matter how long it feels like I'm on the mound, every inning is still fun and I still love playing with the GR dudes. I just hope we have enough players to field a team for the second half of the season... That's been a challenge in itself for the last two weeks, and it's just going to get harder when the holidays hit.
posted by gr at
11:38 AM
That was the worst ass kicking we took in a long time.
It's not like the league is so good. We've competed in every game but last night's fiasco. Like u said the problem is getting bodies to the field.
Striking out the might Oasis Captain was my favorite part of the whole game. Now that's fun!!!!
I may never hit another home run, but ending an inning by inducing a swing, seeing a miss, and hearing the thud of the ball hitting the plate feels just as good. Last night, that happened twice!
-mw
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