Flatheads

This is a Conehead:



This is a Conehead the last two games:



In other words, we fell flat again, this time to those arrogant pizza heads, Pennini's, 15-10.

Two in a row. This has not happened since 2006.

Four innings, no runs. Four double plays. Wonder if that is a record.

It's not a lack of effort, I am pretty sure. It's not the umpiring, even if our two regular fans seemed to think that the ump was in cahoots with the opposition (Chopper was safe, but he gave us a makeup call on Gene's foul ball in the seventh). I think when we fall flat, it's because we try too hard.

From Leo Kottke, a song called Jack Gets Up:

And every night when you lay down
You fall flat, you fall flat, you fall flat
Some of us breathe in the brown ground
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

So let's just stop eating the brown ground, and relax and crawl out of bed next Monday. One base hit at a time. Now we have three teams to take revenge on; I suspect we will see one or more in the playoffs.

For what it's worth in a loss, several players had a good game: Chopper of course 4-4 including a two run HR, Big D with four lasers, Heffe with three perfectly placed lacers, Don, who has found the stroke he had last year since his return from vacation, and Chuck who was on three straight times. Greg had a stellar game at third, making two impossible plays. And I even got Mark "Look at me" Hayes out once.

Milestones:

Derek         100 r (#18)
Knight        100 ab (#28)