It was a “Memorial” Memorial Day…

We won the sucker… Too much for me to get into now, but I’ll try to regroup, and get a better post about today tomorrow or the next. Just Damn! Awesome…

Saturday, we lost 10-9. We used up most of our pitchin’ on Friday night, and had to hang a boy out and ride ‘em good or bad until the 5th inning. He was havin’ an off day, but it wasn’t all him. A couple of our infielders decided to punt 7 year old grounders around and let runners move forward. Our right fielder dropped an easy fly ball. By the 5th inning, we were down 9-4. We came back, but just couldn’t quite get it done. We didn’t win that game, and we didn’t deserve to.

We put that game behind us and last night, finally, got around to playin’ ball like we’re supposed to. We won 9-0 in 5.(Mercy rule is 8 runs after 5 in this tournament).

Today, we’re up against “A” team from the town who’s “B” team we had the marathon game with on Friday. We’ve got to play two games today no matter how things work out. If we win, we’re in the Championship game, if not, we’ll play for third. I probably won’t be home until close to midnight, and after 10:00 this mornin’, I won’t have any internet access until I get back home. Hope you all had a great Memorial Day weekend.

Got on the road about 10 past 5. Got to the hotel at 7:40. Checked in unloaded, got back in the truck and went to the ball diamonds. Our 9:00 game got started about 9:20. It ended at 1:10 AM, Saturday…

We were the visiting team tonight. We finally won 4-3 after 12 innings. Our normal games are 7. My beer is cold though, and we don’t play until 4:30 tomorrow.

‘Neck out…

I’m not… yet, it’s just startin’. If you think you’ve stumbled acrossed a little league dad’s blog, well, you really haven’t, but this time of year you sure as shit have… We lost our game last night. First one in a while. We beat ourselves. ‘Neckson had the chance to hit a walk off, get a hit and move the tiein’ run home, but fate fucked him this time. He K’d swingin’ after goin’ to battle to the tune of about 11 pitches. The last one’s what got him… duh.

Anyway, Coach bein’ the Coach he is, called for a practice tonight, seein’ as we had the opportunity for a day off, and hell no, that can’t happen. I got home from work about 4:30, cut the grass, or mowed the lawn, whichever tickles your fancy. Went to practice. Practice was over. We got to practice tonight on the Varsity field. Much interest from the club. 13’s were playin’ on our usual field and since Coach has a boy on that team we ended a bit early so he could go watch his boy. I would’ve also, but laundry was callin’. I’m headed to Bowlin’ Green straightaway from work tomorrow. We play at 9:00 PM.

A funny thing happened when practice was over, and the team was through rakin’ up ’round the bases. Most of ‘em decided to stay and have their own “BP”. Since they couldn’t pour piss out of a boot with the directions written on the heel last night, all we did was infield and outfield, no BP.

That was encouragin’ since we had our asses handed to us in this tourney last year. Maybe we’re due for a good ‘un this weekend. I left, our neighbor brought him home. I had some laundry to do to get ready to go after work tomorrow.

If you’re not tired of these baseball posts yet, you will probably be before August rolls ’round. This is our last year as a team, such as it is. The boy’s will go their own way, to their different High Schools next year. Then … the smackdown is on. It’ll be interesting to say the least. Coach thinks 4 of our kids this year will play for the JV team next year, skippin’ freshman ball. We’ll see. It just so happens, that those 4… will all go to the same school. Mine’s one of ‘em. I hope I can help him keep his head screwed on straight… if I can, he can do great things, on the field and off.

On that note(since I probably won’t post again ’til next week sometime) does anybody find it a bit ironic that all of these OSU football players are gettin’ busted for “this and that”? 2 Marijuana arrests, and one bar fight, where the Cop told the dude to split twice, and he did split, but he came back third time to whoop ass. Think about it. If any of you have been through Columbus… You know why the main drag through the OSU campus is “High Street”… They gotta get their shit together man…

See ya next week, unless we suck hind tit this weekend…

PS, I got tagged for a meme, of 10 things you wanna do ‘fore you die… I ain’t forget it yet Christina, I’m just a bit tight for time ’bout now. I’ll try to get that up sometime this weekend if the hotel has wireless…

What weekends? I wouldn’t have a clue that this weekend is Memorial Day weekend if it weren’t for the fact that I’m gettin’ tournament schedules that have “Monday” listed as a possible playin’ day. We’re headed up to Bowlin’ Green Ahia this weekend. Got a game 9:00 PM Friday under the lights. The competition we’ll face this weekend will be far superior to the competition we faced last.

We pretty much blew 4 or 5 hundo a parent on this tourney last year ’cause we stayed in a hotel where there was just too damned much “other shit” to do and we played like shit as a result of that I believe. I’m for lettin’ kids be kids, but hey, if I was takin’ a vacation, Bowlin’ Green Ahia wouldn’t be the spot I’d choose, no disrespect to Bowlin’ Green. We go to these places to play baseball, and IMHO, that should be the focus. Why we’re stayin’ someplace that’s got indoor puttin’ greens, ping pong tables, a cement pond, and pool tables, and an arcade beats the livin’ batshit out of me.(Most hotels have a bar… for medicinal purposes only as standard equipment.) Especially when we were there last year and it seemed to me, and others, that focus by the players was a bit like mine after a few Bud’s on a Saturday evenin’. A little blurry at best, but gettin’ our asses handed to us must’ve felt good to somebody so what the heck, do it again.

I hope the results aren’t the same, but another thing I wanna point out, and it is this… 1 game per day, and 1 game only, until Monday, if you make it that far. Granted, we’re scheduled late Friday, and it’s about an hour and a half drive, maybe closer to two hours, but still, we don’t play again on the next day until 4:30PM… Then we go see how we’re seeded based on the two games we played on Friday and Saturday to figure out when and who we’ll play on Sunday…

I love this stuff just a little more then I hate it. Next year minus all this “extravagance” is goin’ to be sweet. I think…