Not only did I spend most of the time during the game on my knees, I had my own teammate, Fei, hit a linedrive smack into my left knee. Goddamn! Are my knees sore today!!
We should've had 14 yesterday. With the 10 from last week, and the bonus of Fei, Rickey, Rube and Kyle II returning from their trips, we should've had a normal game. Sadly, we didn't see the return of Jonathan (we all thought he was a keeper), Rugburn's grandma-in-law passed on and Bert was still upset about France losing the World Cup (and I suspect he was afraid he would get headbutted by the rest of the guys if he showed up). We made do with 11, Rube still has a bad knee from the injury sustained during the tournament, so he volunteered to play 1st all time. He was still productive defensively and showing the usual hustle we're all used to see coming from him, bum knee or no bum knee. (The TWOs could've definitely used his bat to counter Kyle II)
Kyle II had an amazing day. Maybe it's something he ate in Aussieland or something he drank. He hit 5...count it...5 home runs... 3 to left field (1 onto the track, 2 on the grass but rolled into the track, over Grandpa), and 2 into right field (over Fei mind you). We could've used him during the tournament. There should be a travel blackout during the week in June when we have our tournament. And he didn't just let his bat do the talking, his glovework was spectacular as well. He caught EVERYTHING hit his way. He must have made about a dozen outs single-handedly, even those difficult foul balls that looked just out of reach. Somehow, his glove hid a ball magnet that sucked in everything. The teams were definitely not even, it should've been Kyle II vs EVERYONE else. Rickey did a bad counting off (though he really couldn't have been blamed cos he didn't know beforehand).
Rickey came back from his trip home, and brought with him a new pair of wonder boots. They definitely helped him get on base (then again, it could've just been him hitting to the infield and several unforgivable, uncharacteristic E6s... I felt like I was someone else). Heidi definitely deserved the DY award. Her flight arrived at 2.30 and she was on the field by 3.30. She did NOT stop for booze at the duty free, she did NOT stop to chat, or say goodbye to her friends, she did NOT talk to that cute steward at the door. She DID, run off the plane, run down the arrival hall, clear customs and run to the taxi stand. And she DID take an expensive taxi to NUS from the airport ($20 at least) and she made it before we started our game. On that note...Why did we start our game at 3.30 one might ask? Well, no one showed up till 3.15. That is really late, even for us.
Other highlights of the day. I went to watch 'Marriage of Figaro', which means I'm either gay or married. I left my loved one in the theatre after about an hour to get drunk outside at the bar and then we had a big fight after because I 'ruined' her evening, which proves that I'm not gay. Indiana, bless his quadruple-bypassed heart, hit a 3 RBI homerun into deep left-centerfield. Geok burned DY. Fei was merciless to Heidi, if this were a playground, we'd all say Fei had a crush on Heidi. Heidi was hitting well, very well, but she was caught out everytime. DY is two weeks away from being a dad. His son's name will be Keagan. The 1980s called, they want their name back. Grandpa got burned by Kyle II. Grandpa could've stood on the track and Kyle II would've still hit the ball over his head. I got struck out by Indiana. Whiffed his first pitch, fouled off the second, and whiffed the third one. That field has bad mojo I tell you. Bad mojo.
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