The Names have been changed to Protect the Errorists

The Names have been changed to Protect the Errorists

Sunday, February 26, 2006

DT Rants

What a beautiful day, and even in my drug-induced-pain-killer-overdosed state I was raring to go. It looked like the baseball gods had heard our pleas, and forgiven us. The frisbee idiots in their complacent confidence came late, and so we managed to grab our usual corner of the NUS field. Of course being the inconsiderate idiots that they are, they tried to infringe on our space. Guppy the salesman, went over to negotiate with them. I don't agree with this, as when they come early, they refuse to negotiate with us. They told us flat out, 'why don't you move over there.' (meaning the far corner). But when the tables are turned, it seems that WE have to negotiate with THEM NOT set up THEIR cones in OUR left field. It pisses me off and I'm sure this angered the baseball gods too, as the moment that Guppy negotiated with them (instead of telling them flat out to fuck off), the phones start buzzing with messages of people not being able to show up. GREAT! A beautiful day, beautiful field, and up to that point, beautiful numbers. UP TO THAT POINT. You may say I'm being irrational, as those people probably wouldn't have come anyhow. I say NO. The baseball gods were angry and they punished us.

No Matter, with 10 players, we still managed to salvage a good game. Two good five inning games in fact. We shut down centerfield with cones, and Grandpa and I played all time defensively. Both teams hit well, and fielded well, and the scores do not do justice to the standard of play on the field. The two ladies at second base must be lauded for their outstanding glovework. Both Horfun and Diana were superb at 2B, making great stops and excellant plays. Jason was wearing his big bat pants today, he hit magnificantly. I bet his legs are really sore now, he must have rounded the bases at least 5-6 times, with about a dozen RBIs, including a grand slam HR right along the fair-left-cone-line. Rickey had one of the best hits of his career too, pity centerfield was dead and if you're dying to know which is slower, a 6-5-high-arc-slow-throw-3 double play or Rickey running to first, we have the answer for you... Rickey running to first.

Next week is going to be Andy aka Prof Zen's farewell party, details in the previous post. We're going to miss him. He was a fantastic all-round player, easily filling positions in infield or outfield, catching and pitching when the need arrives. He had a great arm and a big bat. Most of all, he was one of the stalwarts of the game. Come rain or shine, at 2.30pm on the dot, Andy would be at the sheltered walkway waiting for the stragglers to arrive. In fact in the past two years that tbat I've known him, I've only known him to miss less than a dozen, and that was because he was overseas. As long as he was physically present in Singapore, we would see him on the field. No excuses. No excuses. How do I wish we had more players like Andy. We are really sad to see him go, and wish him all the best under the capitalistic corporate regime of the United States of the Repulican Empire. I've seen so many loyal players come and go over the years, and every one strikes a painful chord in my soul.

The faces may change, but the game lives on.

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