A macho guy like me should never admit this but I watch cooking shows now and then. Yes, I am a closet Food Network fan. It's time I came out and this is my public admission.
One of the shows I like is called Chopped. It's a show where chefs compete before a panel of foodie judges, and after every course of a 3 course meal, one of them gets 'chopped', i.e. gets eliminated for the next course, until there is just one standing.
Well, the Slammers now know what it means to get "Chopped" softball style, because our own Chopper took it upon himself to render them into little pieces. Chopper had two triples, a single, and drove in 6 runs, and made the catch of the day on a popup at catcher, showing catlike reflexes, as we slaughter ruled yet another opponent, 20-5.
He wasn't alone, there were a few sous chefs that added ingredients for success. Chuck set the table beautifully, and had a patented line drive down the right field line for a triple as well among his three hits, two of which lead off innings. Gerry was (of course) a perfect 3 for 3 and took a walk to kick start our first real rally in the second. Big D was cranky after taking a backward K his first time up, and having some tough no strike calls against him when he was on the mound - but still managed to get 3 RBIs on 3 hits. Hazel had the tough assignment of hitting for Joe, and got a clutch 2 run single that closed the scoring in our 9 run 4th that put the game away. And of course the Heffinator dinked and dunked four hits, including a patented 'surgeon' line drive on the left field line, and then taught a course to the rest of the team in how to slide into second as he stretched it into a double. It was a perfect hook slide. So perfect that the SS cut off the ball and there was no play made. I heard he got out of the hospital already.
The highlights on defense (besides Chopper's catch) were two runners thrown out at home. One was on a gapper between Lefty and Hazel, and the guy wanted a round tripper real bad. But the throw came in from afar - (I think) Lefty to Randy to D to Chopper, the old 9-4-1-2 putout, routine for a team like us. Then there was another one that came from somewhere in the outfield to Joe when he was on the mound. The runner was trapped half way from third to home, and Joe played it just right by running at him. This time we learned our lesson from our botched pickle a couple of weeks ago - everyone converged to back each other up, and even when Gerry missed the initial tag (he got him with his glove but in a senior moment forgot the ball was in his right hand), there was Chuck or someone to put the final tag on the victim. Chopped and Pickled!
A couple more victims that we should beat easily before our show down with Advanced Construction in June. Should be more fun.
One of the shows I like is called Chopped. It's a show where chefs compete before a panel of foodie judges, and after every course of a 3 course meal, one of them gets 'chopped', i.e. gets eliminated for the next course, until there is just one standing.
Well, the Slammers now know what it means to get "Chopped" softball style, because our own Chopper took it upon himself to render them into little pieces. Chopper had two triples, a single, and drove in 6 runs, and made the catch of the day on a popup at catcher, showing catlike reflexes, as we slaughter ruled yet another opponent, 20-5.
He wasn't alone, there were a few sous chefs that added ingredients for success. Chuck set the table beautifully, and had a patented line drive down the right field line for a triple as well among his three hits, two of which lead off innings. Gerry was (of course) a perfect 3 for 3 and took a walk to kick start our first real rally in the second. Big D was cranky after taking a backward K his first time up, and having some tough no strike calls against him when he was on the mound - but still managed to get 3 RBIs on 3 hits. Hazel had the tough assignment of hitting for Joe, and got a clutch 2 run single that closed the scoring in our 9 run 4th that put the game away. And of course the Heffinator dinked and dunked four hits, including a patented 'surgeon' line drive on the left field line, and then taught a course to the rest of the team in how to slide into second as he stretched it into a double. It was a perfect hook slide. So perfect that the SS cut off the ball and there was no play made. I heard he got out of the hospital already.
The highlights on defense (besides Chopper's catch) were two runners thrown out at home. One was on a gapper between Lefty and Hazel, and the guy wanted a round tripper real bad. But the throw came in from afar - (I think) Lefty to Randy to D to Chopper, the old 9-4-1-2 putout, routine for a team like us. Then there was another one that came from somewhere in the outfield to Joe when he was on the mound. The runner was trapped half way from third to home, and Joe played it just right by running at him. This time we learned our lesson from our botched pickle a couple of weeks ago - everyone converged to back each other up, and even when Gerry missed the initial tag (he got him with his glove but in a senior moment forgot the ball was in his right hand), there was Chuck or someone to put the final tag on the victim. Chopped and Pickled!
A couple more victims that we should beat easily before our show down with Advanced Construction in June. Should be more fun.
Enjoyed the cooking analogy. Good post.
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