Baseball, there really is nothing better than getting to the field, lacing up your cleats, putting on your glove and heading out on to the field like a warrior hell bent on world domination... Well at least that's how I approach each game... Well that and to see who can drink the most beers while doing it. Being the captain of a beer league slow pitch team I am often faced with such decisions as, Who should bat where?, Will Tyler ever hit the cutoff man?, Will Doug ever make a catch in center? Is Dave too drunk to play?, Am I too drunk to play?, Is my whole team too drunk to play? If I have to ask the last question too many times, then I guess we are having a good time. And let's be honest having a good time is probably the best part of playing ball.
Well April 28th brings back the 3rd year of existence for the greatest sub-par team in the NSA Sunday Night East Division, Where My Pitches At? Ha, still makes me laugh saying that name. Where My Pitches At? or WMPA was a brain child I had while trying to find a league in which we could still have fun but be a little competitive as well. NSA seemed to be the perfect league for us. We may not be the best team out there, our record for the last 2 years is 13 - 26 - 1, but at least we go out and have fun doing it. One thing our team lacks is speed, while a lot of the teams we play have more Speedy Gonzales on their team, we have more Slowpoke Rodriguez's on ours...
I am still looking forward to one day getting ejected by the umpire, either when I am coaching or playing slowpitch... I assume that if that were to ever happen I would probably react like this guy...
Until Next Time...