Usually I need an angle to make this entertaining. Not so in Tuesday's Transdyn game. The game itself was the story: We took them apart with our complete game, from our pitching (Sir Guy kept them off balance all night), to our defense (the outfield ran down shot after shot) to our line drive hitters to our power (Big D with a monster 3 run homer).
The result was a 16-9 win over the previous first place BASBHAT team, and it wasn't that close. One thing about them: I think that I (along with many of you) can 'hear' a shaved bat. I didn't hear that thwack all night. I think they are legit. As in legit power hitters. Up and down the lineup they can go yard. But with Bill pitching they hit mostly while reaching and sending only warning track shots. They were either 'can of corns' or our fleet outfield of Rams, Cage and RB ran them down. Even Woody made a nice catch running in on a short one; I heard the opposition say something like 'that guy can really run', almost the rallying cry of 'that old guy can really scoot' from yesteryear.
The infield mostly stood and watched in awe, but Jason did contribute a great stop in the hole and then got a force at second.
Instead of trying for the fences, we just strung together a couple of early rallies to take a commanding lead at 15-5 going into the sixth with about eight minutes left on the clock. Jason performed as usual: he was on all four times including two doubles (a leadoff triple he turned into a double by deciding not to risk it in the beginning of the game, and stretching a single into a double later). RB went 3-4, and his out was the loudest ball all night. The right fielder had no business playing him shallow, and RB hit a shot that did not get more than fifteen feet off the ground. It was like a rocket turned sideways. The fielder was just stunned and couldn't move, and it was hit so hard it just went straight into his glove, like it had laser guidance on it. Mario also stayed hot as he was also 3-4 and was on base when Derek hit his huge three run blast that highlighted the six run third. And in a good sign, Heffe and Coop had a couple of hits and RBIs each and Monty had one of each. The bottom of the order hits, we win.
So it brings us to the end of the game: BASBHAT came up in the top of the sixth down ten with about eight minutes on the clock. And proceeded to have their best rally of the night. But it only netted them four runs, and now all we had to do was bat for about 2 1/2 minutes to run out the clock. And they did a strange thing: brought in a 'quick pitch' artist. That spared us the cowardly but proper strategy of taking pitches, calling time, and generally stalling to avoid another inning and a chance for them to come back. Instead, he kept throwing wild pitches half the time, and also gave some of us the excuse to legitimately call time; quick pitching is just as chicken-shit. And so it went until Derek came up with another run in, but two outs, and only 20 seconds left. You know he just wanted to scorch another one, but he took the final ball, and the game was over.
This leaves us tied with BASBHAT at 7-2 but owning the tiebreaker. And incidentally this was the first time we beat this team in four tries going back to when they were known as Fish Tacos. The Blue Dots are 6-1, and have multiple makeup games. We play them once more and a win there would give us the inside road to first, since we split our first two.
Milestone:
Mario 150 rbi (#11)
The result was a 16-9 win over the previous first place BASBHAT team, and it wasn't that close. One thing about them: I think that I (along with many of you) can 'hear' a shaved bat. I didn't hear that thwack all night. I think they are legit. As in legit power hitters. Up and down the lineup they can go yard. But with Bill pitching they hit mostly while reaching and sending only warning track shots. They were either 'can of corns' or our fleet outfield of Rams, Cage and RB ran them down. Even Woody made a nice catch running in on a short one; I heard the opposition say something like 'that guy can really run', almost the rallying cry of 'that old guy can really scoot' from yesteryear.
The infield mostly stood and watched in awe, but Jason did contribute a great stop in the hole and then got a force at second.
Instead of trying for the fences, we just strung together a couple of early rallies to take a commanding lead at 15-5 going into the sixth with about eight minutes left on the clock. Jason performed as usual: he was on all four times including two doubles (a leadoff triple he turned into a double by deciding not to risk it in the beginning of the game, and stretching a single into a double later). RB went 3-4, and his out was the loudest ball all night. The right fielder had no business playing him shallow, and RB hit a shot that did not get more than fifteen feet off the ground. It was like a rocket turned sideways. The fielder was just stunned and couldn't move, and it was hit so hard it just went straight into his glove, like it had laser guidance on it. Mario also stayed hot as he was also 3-4 and was on base when Derek hit his huge three run blast that highlighted the six run third. And in a good sign, Heffe and Coop had a couple of hits and RBIs each and Monty had one of each. The bottom of the order hits, we win.
So it brings us to the end of the game: BASBHAT came up in the top of the sixth down ten with about eight minutes on the clock. And proceeded to have their best rally of the night. But it only netted them four runs, and now all we had to do was bat for about 2 1/2 minutes to run out the clock. And they did a strange thing: brought in a 'quick pitch' artist. That spared us the cowardly but proper strategy of taking pitches, calling time, and generally stalling to avoid another inning and a chance for them to come back. Instead, he kept throwing wild pitches half the time, and also gave some of us the excuse to legitimately call time; quick pitching is just as chicken-shit. And so it went until Derek came up with another run in, but two outs, and only 20 seconds left. You know he just wanted to scorch another one, but he took the final ball, and the game was over.
This leaves us tied with BASBHAT at 7-2 but owning the tiebreaker. And incidentally this was the first time we beat this team in four tries going back to when they were known as Fish Tacos. The Blue Dots are 6-1, and have multiple makeup games. We play them once more and a win there would give us the inside road to first, since we split our first two.
Milestone:
Mario 150 rbi (#11)
A very fun game. And the umpire wasn't letting me get away with much on the high side of the pitching limit either.
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