I normally don't like to do the two-a-day posts, but this was just too good to wait on. Normally my slow ass legging out two infield singles in a game is bizzare enough, but my teammates managed to take it to a whole new level. Names will not be used, mostly cause anyone who reads this blog doesn't know these people anyway.
So it's the middle of our usual scrimmage, and my team has runners on 1st and 2nd when a ball gets hit sharply to the third baseman. Mind you, this guy had just informed me that I do dumb stuff all the time. He picks the ball up, but instead of taking it to third himself or throwing it to one of the other bases, he makes a nifty flip to our third base coach, who catches it and stares at the guy dumbfounded. I mean, who did he expect was going to be there? We all figured that this was going to be the highlight of the game, but we were sorely mistaken.
After we finished in the field, out center fielder stayed out there to use the wall in deep center to relieve himself. Now, strangeness is to be expected from the guy who played an entire game while on his cell phone. But as soon as someone points this out, our captain decides that this will not fly, says "I'm gonna kill that fucker" and races out into center field. Now it is over 100 yards from the third base line to the wall in center, but she must have a gear only known to her and Usain Bolt, cause she got there in no time. We were speculating about what exactly she was going there to do. Was she going to berate him? Was she at least going to let him finish? Upon reaching him, she lowered her shoulder and body-checked him mid-leak, then dragged him back towards the dugout. I have never seen anything like this before and probably never will again. Now that, my friends, is a new kind of leadership.
May all your hits be crits (especially after the re-spec),
B
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