... where your pitcher (probably you) stuck out nearly everybody who didn't get on base from an error or walk and you lost 17-7? Yep, this one goes into the books as the night our pitchers — Kevin and Jason — struck out five opposing batters but we managed to get creamed anyway. The score was 17-7, as irony would have it.
Let he who is without a dropped, booted or misplayed ball cast the first wild throw. But, to be uncharacteristically accurate in my reportage, they collected their fair share of line-drive singles and doubles, too. As for our own hitting, with the exception of two innings, let's not go there.
Of more pressing concern is Thursday's game, which we are in dire jeopardy of forfeiting, The commish doesn't like that.
We can play if we scrape together a mere nine players, but so far there are only six men committed: Rick, Mike, Pete, Jim, Jason and me. Steve and Kevin have meetings that may, or may not, end by the 9:30 start. Wayne will be there if he doesn't have to take a trip.
Anyone else who was previously lame in body or excuse able to play?