No Transdyn write-ups for two weeks. What's up with that?
It's sometimes a little tough to write after a loss. In the game two weeks ago, we let Blue Dots get too far ahead, and came up short even though we made a late run to make the final score a semi-respectable 15-10. Spiked bats or no, they can just hit the ball, and there were three plays we could have made that the fielders would probably say they should have, and perhaps that made the difference.
Apologies to Big D - who had two hits for five RBIs in a losing cause, including a Grand Salami in the sixth to try to bring us back, and Mario who hit a great gapper triple for two of his three RBIs - but the highlight of the night occurred in the bar while we commiserated together over our brews. For there was the new third baseman of the Nasty Kahunas, and he recognized us. He not only ingratiatingly came up to us with a smile and good cheer, but he bought us a pitcher of our favorite IPA. He is our new best friend.
He seemed to have a good handle on the Big Bad K's. Without repeating his ethnic reference about the troublemakers on his team, let's just say he picked the same guys we don't like. We told him he joined the wrong team - he could fit in with us. And with Pauly and Marc part time, we could use a guy who doesn't mind the hot corner.
Which brings us to last week's game. Neither regular third baseman was there, and Big D was once more forced to play third with the glove on the wrong hand, at least according to conventional thinking. There were a couple of hot shots that went past him that perhaps a really good right handed glove man could have come closer to, but he made two plays that were outstanding to take away hits from Just Screw It, our latest victim. As you might suspect in a tight low scoring game, there were several defensive highlights. In the first, there was Nick's throw out of a guy trying to take third on a single. When will they ever learn, When will they e---ver learn. That one set the tone for the game.
Clutch catches: Monty made a tough catch of a popup behind the plate up against the fence; those are tougher than they look, and that one looked tough. But the clutchest one was late in the game with the tying and perhaps the go-ahead runs on base with two outs, and Woody swooped in from deep right to snare a flare, with a broad swipe across his body - pure desperation and pure talent. Someone once said of Woody, "that old fart can really scoot" which was one of our rallying cries on the old Lyons team. Particularly because he was the youngest guy on the team at the time. But he gets there when it is needed most, that is the bottom line.
Now it is cliche time. That game proved we are a good team, because, on a night we didn't play our best and barely hit, we emerged with a 7-6 win against a team against whom we should have no trouble. Unfortunately, it came at the cost of Timmy at least severely spraining his angle on a non-slide when he tagged up and hustled into second base. Still waiting on the medical report. Sadly or gladly and of course ironically, RB hit it to the fence in the next at bat, and Timmy would have scored from first on the triple. It started what turned out to be our last scoring, but it gave us the two runs we needed to stay ahead the rest of the game. Even though Just screw It rallied for five the next inning, they could only make it 7-6 and Bill and the defense shut them out the rest of the way.
Besides RB's 3-3 including the triple, Woody also stayed hot at 3-3 with game high three RBIs, and Timmy was a perfect 2-2 when he came out. Jason and Mario contributed two hits apiece.
Next up is the first place BASBHAT tomorrow; we are only a game behind them, so a win would tighten up the race considerably. No other option being considered.
Milestone (this has to be the fewest for two games ever):
Mario 30 2b (#11)
It's sometimes a little tough to write after a loss. In the game two weeks ago, we let Blue Dots get too far ahead, and came up short even though we made a late run to make the final score a semi-respectable 15-10. Spiked bats or no, they can just hit the ball, and there were three plays we could have made that the fielders would probably say they should have, and perhaps that made the difference.
Apologies to Big D - who had two hits for five RBIs in a losing cause, including a Grand Salami in the sixth to try to bring us back, and Mario who hit a great gapper triple for two of his three RBIs - but the highlight of the night occurred in the bar while we commiserated together over our brews. For there was the new third baseman of the Nasty Kahunas, and he recognized us. He not only ingratiatingly came up to us with a smile and good cheer, but he bought us a pitcher of our favorite IPA. He is our new best friend.
He seemed to have a good handle on the Big Bad K's. Without repeating his ethnic reference about the troublemakers on his team, let's just say he picked the same guys we don't like. We told him he joined the wrong team - he could fit in with us. And with Pauly and Marc part time, we could use a guy who doesn't mind the hot corner.
Which brings us to last week's game. Neither regular third baseman was there, and Big D was once more forced to play third with the glove on the wrong hand, at least according to conventional thinking. There were a couple of hot shots that went past him that perhaps a really good right handed glove man could have come closer to, but he made two plays that were outstanding to take away hits from Just Screw It, our latest victim. As you might suspect in a tight low scoring game, there were several defensive highlights. In the first, there was Nick's throw out of a guy trying to take third on a single. When will they ever learn, When will they e---ver learn. That one set the tone for the game.
Clutch catches: Monty made a tough catch of a popup behind the plate up against the fence; those are tougher than they look, and that one looked tough. But the clutchest one was late in the game with the tying and perhaps the go-ahead runs on base with two outs, and Woody swooped in from deep right to snare a flare, with a broad swipe across his body - pure desperation and pure talent. Someone once said of Woody, "that old fart can really scoot" which was one of our rallying cries on the old Lyons team. Particularly because he was the youngest guy on the team at the time. But he gets there when it is needed most, that is the bottom line.
Now it is cliche time. That game proved we are a good team, because, on a night we didn't play our best and barely hit, we emerged with a 7-6 win against a team against whom we should have no trouble. Unfortunately, it came at the cost of Timmy at least severely spraining his angle on a non-slide when he tagged up and hustled into second base. Still waiting on the medical report. Sadly or gladly and of course ironically, RB hit it to the fence in the next at bat, and Timmy would have scored from first on the triple. It started what turned out to be our last scoring, but it gave us the two runs we needed to stay ahead the rest of the game. Even though Just screw It rallied for five the next inning, they could only make it 7-6 and Bill and the defense shut them out the rest of the way.
Besides RB's 3-3 including the triple, Woody also stayed hot at 3-3 with game high three RBIs, and Timmy was a perfect 2-2 when he came out. Jason and Mario contributed two hits apiece.
Next up is the first place BASBHAT tomorrow; we are only a game behind them, so a win would tighten up the race considerably. No other option being considered.
Milestone (this has to be the fewest for two games ever):
Mario 30 2b (#11)
Spraining an angle is very painful. Once, I had to run from first to third and sprained my hypotenuse.
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