Dear Catfish,
Last night's loss in the first round of the playoffs was difficult to absorb, but I want to focus on the Good Times. And we certainly had a grand old time last night against the Snappy Threaded Foes, who overall seemed a happy and friendly team, if a bit too focused on thwacking the ball as hard as humanly possible.
We scored 13 whole runs, woo-hoo! Co-cap Lowie mixed things up in the lineup, putting Lemony G at first base, where it was her time to shine! We held them to zero runs in the 2nd inning! And who could forget Nathan's Grand Slam in the bottom of the 3rd? No one!!!
We were definitely hurting for the lack of Costello, who sacrificed his right write for The Kids this Saturday in the Easter Seals game vs Harvard (a story for another time). And poor Alyssa at 3rd base took a nasty "THOCK" of a hit in the shin. They were really hitting the balls fast and furiously, and the astroturf wasn't helping.
The brutal inning in which they scored 18 runs and left Evan spitting angry fire, I'm sure we shall never forget. Esp. not me, as I was the unfortunate pitcher on the mound. Consultation with Lowenthal and Costello eventually worked it out and we got that last elusive out for the inning. We then went on to score 4 more runs, just to show them we aint no bozo the clowns, before letting them invoke the slaughter rule, since it was after 10pm by then.
Now there have been complaints that these STFs had no women on their team, and this not against the rules? Yes and no. Yes, they had no women; no, it's not against the rules. The only rule we're held to is that our team be at least 80% MIT affiliated players. Their pitcher, #34, let it slip to Erika that they don't really come from any one department at MIT, "they started in IS, but now it's sorta all over." This to me sounds a bit suspicous. It could well be that they're just a bunch of hooligans who know some people who work at MIT, and so they get to make themselves feel really macho and powerful by waiting (as always) for their perfect pitch and then smashing the softball as hard as they can, not even heeding whether they leave a huge lump on someone's shin, or taking years off people's lives by raising their blood pressure in terror. Never fear, Catfish, your humble captain and co-captain will be looking into this matter further and bringing it up with the Commish.
In closing, I think the saddest part of all was that after the game, it was too late to even go have a beer and commiserate. May that never happen again!
Your capn,
Judy
PS: The fun might not even be over yet. There is some small chance that the STFs will have to forfeit their next game, which is Wednesday against Miracle, which would make the game open to us to play if we wanted. More on that later--I should know by the end of the day today...
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