Tuesday, April 24, 2018

White Beats Gray Matter to a Pulp (for seven)

White pulled off a Golden State Warrior-like game today at Heather Farm 5.

With stingy defense, pretty pitching and timely offense, we pretty much had our way with Gray for seven and a half innings, building an 18-3 lead. At that point, they just wanted to go home and/or get to the post game beverages. But we pulled out our sloppy turnover defense for their last ups, and they made the final score a respectable 18-11.

We were never worried - we really shouldn't have flip-flopped since we were the home team. Which meant that if they had tied or gone ahead, we would have had two chances to win the game.

As it was, the last batter hit a come-backer to Howard Davis at the mound, and even though at first he wanted to get a non-existent runner going to second, he was able to put everyone out of their collect misery with the elusive third out.

Davis (aka Superman in some corners of Creakerville) was one of the heroes of the game in all facets. On one play SS Mike Saindon went deep into the 5-6 hole and had to throw falling backward to second to get a force out. The throw short hopped Davis covering, and he collected it as if it were routine. He also had a great turn on a 6-11-3 double play from Clay Kallam at short. Among Howard's hits was a double into the left field gap that plated two runs in the fifth, our only five run frame.

There were many hitting heroes, but the top of the list was the top of the order, Tom Meyer. He went 4-4 with a double and a homer; Helen Kostoff, on first, had to run for her life ahead of the speedy Meyer on his home run. His double would have been a home run as well, if it weren't for the fact that run #5 in the fifth scored from second on the hit.

Paul Lisi went 3-4 and had the game winning RBI on the second hit of the game as we never trailed; Meyer scored all the way from first on the double (get it?). Following that, Mike Saindon had the bomb of the game, a two run blast to right center that scored Lisi. We added four singles, and the four run inning set the tone for the rest of the game. Mike Guerrero and Bruce Spenser were perfect with three hits and a walk each, and in addition to Lisi and Davis, Dave Rose had a three hit game.

The field was littered with Gray matter fallen victim to our defense. Barry Gronenberg knocked down a smash going by the screen at the mound in the first, and turned it into an easy out. Kallam made a hot shot line drive look routine up the middle to end the first. In the second, Gronenberg repeated the play from the first, and then Lisi and Coach Neil Henry made running catches to end that inning.

There were two candidates for play of the game. In the sixth, Lisi ran far into center from left center to snag a fly ball. In the interest of full disclosure, I was out that inning and wandering off somewhere, so I didn't actually see it, but I heard the Whoops generating from our team.

The other play was illustrative of not only great physical ability, but the great value of talking to each other in the field and anticipating the play. With bases loaded, Saindon called out that on a grounder we should go second to home, and right on cue, when it came to him, he flipped it to Kallam covering, and Clay flung it home where Kostoff stood waiting for it. The runner from third, assuming the throw would go to first was lollygagging toward home - importantly he was just past the commit line. He was out by thirty feet and another Gray rally was squelched.

Finally, enough can't be said about Gronenberg's pitching. He had Gray off balance the entire game; they have some pretty fair hitters, and he held them to two runs in seven innings as we built our lead. Davis came in to mop up, and the score doesn't show it because of our defensive lapses, but he pitched well also.

I won't say anything more about that last inning, mostly because then I would have to talk about my error...let's just say Steve Kerr would be beating our heads in over turnovers!

Bring on the Teal - next week the early battle for a piece of first place!

Return to Normal

Believe it or not, I once worked for a living. Yes, it's true. I worked in the SCADA industry, which is short for Supervisory Control and Data Acquisition, where we provided a system that controlled processes and equipment (the C) and acquired data (the DA) for various industrial systems such as water treatment plants or power plants. The system supplied alarms on a screen or in an annunciator when things got too hot, too cold or too whatever. And when things went back to a normal state, you could define an alarm that announced things had "Returned to Normal."

Last week the Coneheads hit the too cold alarm against Big Feet. It lasted until the second inning of our first game of our doubleheader yesterday. We gave up some on defense, and couldn't hit, and we were down 8-0 after two innings.

And then something happened to wake us up in the top of the fourth. We erupted for a Conehead inning, batted around, and before you knew it, we were tied 8-8. The Polar Bears never knew what hit them, and they did not score the rest of the game. When Chopper hit into a bases loaded no out double play the next inning, we scored the only run we would need to finish the B. It was a little tight when we failed to add on in the top of the sixth. There were only a couple of minutes left, and all they needed to do with the hammer was score one to tie and two to win. Rec league softball, right? But Larry shut them down as he had since the second, and we escaped with the 9-8 win.

Return to Normal.

In fact, after the second inning, we only allowed one run in the ten remaining innings of the day. Almost as if we were celebrating the close win, we came out like gangbusters in the nightcap against Corona, and smashed them 19-1.

Thanks to the rain outs after our game last week, they have only played twice, both against us, and are 0-2 losing to us by a combined score of 36-4. They hate us! They even said so in the hand shaking line!

Special thanks to Mike S and Mike N and Larry for showing up, especially for game one. We went from having 9 players as of Friday to 14 for the last game, since Chopper ignored his doctors and played, and both Pope and Gene arrived on their white horses for the night cap.

Mike N leads off the defensive gems, with a sliding catch on the left field line, staring into the sun to preserve the one run lead we had just taken in the first game. D had quick hands and caught a foul going over his head at catcher. He called a great game too. The Knight turned a great double play in the first, except it wasn't - Usually reliable Ump Dave made one of his worst calls ever. Everyone in the vicinity saw the ball in my glove and the glove between it and the ground (except of course the home ump who naturally wasn't paying attention). This ended up costing us two runs, which would have been a bummer if we had lost by one.

In the second game, D pitched and had himself a grand old time snaring balls this way and that from the bump. He started a double play and shut down rallies with his stops. Chauncey made a great over the shoulder catch in foul ground in right.

The scores speaks volumes for the pitchers. D allowed only one score to an underwhelming Coronas team but still, pretty tough to do in softball. Larry had just about the same number of earned runs in the opener, as we gifted the Polar Bears most of their seemingly insurmountable eight run cushion. Four straight scoreless after that is more indicative of his game.

Offensively, Lefty made his first out of the season in the last inning of the nightcap. I do not mean he was offensive. Or maybe he was. All I know is that he has started the season on fire, and sits at 9 for 10 after a 5 for 6 day. Randy was a perfect leadoff hitter in the second game with a 4-4. Chuck had a clutch two run single in the eight run come back against the Bears, and was 5-6 for the day. Big D is now 5-5 for three games but has nearly walked as many times (4) as he has official ABs. The word is out - no one wants to pitch to him. He still managed to go 3-3 against Corona including a rope to the fence in right. Most of the others had three or four hits on the day, including Chauncey with his first Conehead 'Conehead' hits.

But the Heffinator was the only one who made a team record - I struck out for the second straight week! At least I hit the ball foul this time. Jesus, man, get a grip! Or loosen the grip! I now have more K's than Lefty and D have outs, combined.

 Ah but my coaching...

The two wins puts us in first place at 3-1. But due to the rain outs and the weird scheduling we have now played four and Advanced Construction, for example, played their first game yesterday. So it's early and the next game against them looms large to set the tone for the season.

Milestones:
Game 1
D            20 2b (#10)

Game 2
Chuck     10 sf (#7)

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Yes We Can

The doubt creeps up like a bug crawling up your spine. We're too old, we can't hit any more, the young guys are catching everything we hit, and running wild on the bases like they have 25 year old legs. Because they do, and we don't.

And I am not even going to address the apparently rampant use of shaved bats. Why are we the ones that are so damn moral?

A week and an inning after watching 10+ balls go over the fence against us, we stood down 4-2 with two out and a runner on first in the bottom of the second. And then...

Ten straight hits sandwiched around a walk in the middle, and we had our first ten run inning in quite a while. The big hit was a blast by Big D to pretty much straight away center with the bases loaded. Well over the fence I might add. It put us ahead to stay, and appropriately qualifies as the Game Winning RBI(s).

We coasted until the last inning, but good for us we added on with five in the bottom of the fourth on RBI hits from J, B, Cage, Hama and Bo. This was after Bat Pitches Only got back in the game with a four run top of the fourth to close to 13-8. And we won the inning. It proved significant when they plated eight in the last inning to make it a two run game. In the end all this did was use up all their time, and when Cage ran the count up and then got a bloop hit to lead off the bottom of the sixth, time had run out. Final score 18-16.

Defensive highlights started with a great running catch in left in the first by our Youth Movement, Bo. Following that, Jay ranged far into shallow right center to snag a dying quail. In the second, we turned a classic 6-4-3 DP, B to Jay to D. Pretty slick.

But the play of the game was in the fifth. Rene fielded a single to right, and the runner on second raced around third toward the plate. Rene quickly diagnosed that he had no chance to get him at home; and that the hitter was the very speedy shortstop (who had robbed me on a blooper destined to hit green in shallow center). If he thought the throw was going home, he would break to take second. So instead of throwing home, or hitting the traditional cutoff, the second baseman, or even me at first as the other cutoff for throws going home, Rene threw to Tom at the mound. The runner assumed it was a wild throw and never stopped as he rounded first. Tom was a little surprised but had the presence of mind to field it and throw to second to nail the runner on a slick tag but Brian (or was it Jay?). Inning, rally over.

The middle of the lineup led the way as Cage, Hama and Bo all had four hits and of course D had the grand slam. But hitting was spread all over the lineup and Jay and Brian at the top combined for 6 times on base, and likewise Tom, Mario, and Monty all had three hits at the bottom of the lineup. In between them, Rene made the most of his one hit, as he got our only other extra base hit a triple that soared over the center fielders head.

Just one game, but it's a start and the post game beer was sweeter, and we even celebrated (a few of us) with Beebimbap. Old School Transdyn.

Next week, arch-rival SOP. Time to start a winning streak.

Milestones:
3/27
Jay        20 sf (#8)

4/3
None

4/10
Cage        550 r (#2)
Tom         350 ab (#15)

4/17
Sir Guy    350 g (#4)
Monty      300 r (#7)

Monday, April 16, 2018

All's Not Well That Begins Well

Single, single, semi-intentional walk, bases loaded, no outs. Trailing just by one, bottom of the first, cleanup hitter coming up. Sounds like a good start, eh?

Well, that was sort of the high point, as it turns out in a 10-5 loss to suddenly first place Big Feet.

Next guy hits come-backer, force out at home. Randy singles to tie the game, but then a double play ends the inning, and we are tied. We remained tied after the next two innings, matching Big Feet's two runs in each frame; then we had four straight chances to change the lead, but did not score again.

I don't know if it was the weather, or Big Feet's pitcher, but we just couldn't get out of the batter's box safely. Bottom line was they made a lot of fine plays, and when they rallied for four in the top of the seventh, we had lost all momentum and thus hope.

The weather also got steadily worse and we finished in a semi-drizzle (and the rest of the night's games were postponed as it turned out).

Just one game, but still.

Johnny made some great plays up the middle, and Haze had a couple of good catches in the outfield.

We welcomed back Sting, and he had a couple of nice line drive hits, as did ol' Stink-eye, who disproved his assertion that he can't hit any more. Gene went 3-3 for the only perfect hitting game, and worked hard to get it as he beat out two infield hits. Chauncey had a couple of knocks in his Conehead debut.

I guess we are a warm weather team. I guess we miss all the regulars missing games!

Milestones:
Stink Eye        200 g (#2)

Thursday, April 12, 2018

Conehead in Skirts

The Coneheads opened the season shorthanded; there were various reasons, as usual. One had a black and blue toe (!), some had more personal reasons, Ol' G is still recovering from surgery, and then who knows. But one Head gets the prize:


In some sort of Scottish Rite golf tournament, our beloved Knight was playing dress up! Man in a Kilt! Hey Laddie! Are Ye Highland or Lowland? I hope that handicap is working for you, Greg.

I mean, seriously, would you rather play in another humdrum win over Corona or show off them gams? Holy Mashie Niblick!

By the way, are those softball cleats??? I swear I see the Nike swoosh. Conehead on the Green.

I could just go on and on but as it was, our own Johnnie Steele took Greg's place at schmiddler, and made one of the best plays, if not the play of the game. And it ended the game in dramatic fashion - he ranged out into shallow center, and looked up at just the right moment and caught the last out facing away from home plate with his chest. Ouch!

His competition was Haze's rumblin', tumblin', rock and rollin' catch on a sinking fly to shallow right center, also in the sixth and final inning. Honorable mention to Chopper for a couple of tough hop grounders at first, a Randy to Johnnie to Chopper double play, and Gene catching a line drive staring directly into the sinking sun in LC.

We broke out like we hadn't just taken the entire winter off. The first eight batters resulted in six hits and two walks, punctuated by Pope's shot over the right fielder's head for the first of his two run scoring doubles.

After the nine run first, which basically settled the game, we added on in the second, fourth and fifth. Curious note: Our first inning produced more runs than any other team in either division scored their entire games! We more than doubled up every other team with the 17-3 victory. As usual, assisted by good defense, Joe had Corona eating out of his hands.

Chopper and Pope (and also friend Rick M) were really appreciated for filling in as we only had eleven players. Chopper can't throw the ball to the mound from first as he recovers from his own shoulder surgery, but he managed to go 4-4 and lead the team with four RBIs. Some people are just born to hit. He was joined on the 4-4 club by Chuck, Lefty, and Randy, and the latter had a mini-cycle with a double, triple, and two singles.

Total domination over the Coronas - as it should be but hasn't always been. Bring on the rest!

Milestones:
Chuck      200 g (#1)
Lefty        200 r (#4)
Randy      100 rbi (#12)

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

White Strikes Gold, 21-15

(Sung to the Beverly Hills tune, the Ballad of Jed Clampett)

Come and listen to my story about a team named White,
A poor pre-season, nothin' went right, 
Robbed by the Cardinal it made them uptight,
A re-match with Vegas was our next plight. 

Gold that is, Vegas Gold.

Well next thing you know, White's up nine to one,
Tripling our practice game that was some fun,
Then a few defensive blunders oh my me,
But we recovered in time to gain the victory.

Win, that is, 21-15 Creaker White win.

There should be another verse but I am straining as it is.

White played mostly up to our potential today, beating a very good Vegas team that crushed us in the pre-season 21-3.

We jumped on them 4-1 in the first, and 9-1 after two, and although they closed to as close as 12-8, we never relinquished the lead. Final score 21-15.

Despite the aforementioned blunders in the field, the rest of the game featured some major White gems. It didn't matter where Coach Neil Henry put Dave Partridge, he made great catches. In the third, he leaped upward playing catcher to snare a foul ball hit over his head. In the sixth, when Vegas had closed to 15-10 and had two on and one out, and about to turn over the lineup, he robbed Bruce Yow on a smash down the third base line, and turned it into a double play.

Barry Gronenberg also stopped a hot shot past the screen for a putout in the second. In the fourth Mike Guerrero ranged far into right center from 2B to catch a pop fly. In the eighth, playing the same position, Neil grabbed a grounder to his right headed into right center. Following that, Dave Rose and Paul Lisi atoned for earlier infractions by catching tough fly balls to end the inning before Gold could entertain notions of invoking the catchup rule (it was 20-15). In the ninth Barry put them down without any drama, except for Mike Sainden acting like a thirty year old and getting a pop fly behind third base.

We scored in every inning, and won all but two. Good formula for success. We took advantage of the Gold pitchers' wildness as we walked 11 times. Rich Brown accounted for three of them himself and the leadoff hitter scored four runs, including after a triple. Tom Meyer, who is the early favorite for rookie of the year (no pressure) blasted a solo home run, and was 3-3 with a walk. Mike Guerrero was also 3-3 with a walk.

We aren't laden with power hitters, but Bruce Spencer hit a gapper to plate two on his way to leading the team with 4 RBIs. The Davids, Partridge and Rose, and the Barry had the other extra base hits, a double and triple and double, respectively.

Multi-hit games from most of the rest of us, two from Partridge, Rose, Kravin, Spencer, Henry, and Gronenberg - Barry may have had the best hit of the game, a liner that kicked up chalk on the right field line, and scored a runner all the way from first. If he hadn't had his hip problems he might still be running ("Run, Barry, Run!).

Barry left the mound in the middle innings and returned to close the game, so I guess he gets the win and the save.

Consistent hitting and scoring, and good defense, that is our motto on this team.

Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Number 9, Number 9, Number 10?

In quite a pitchers' duel, White battled and battled our beginning of the season hitting slump to break out a five run top of the eighth, and take an 8-6 lead going into the ninth. We could only score one, and the Cardinal rallied to tied it up. So it was 9-9 in the bottom of the ninth with two outs and the winning run on second. James 'Chewy' Little, one of the fastest Creakers, came in to pinch run as the winning run. There was a line drive single to RC, and Rich Brown charged it, threw a strike to the mound, and Barry Gronenberg swiveled and fired home to nail the speedy Little. It was an outstanding play to save the tie.

But not. Now I don't want to be the guy that says the opposition wanted to win so badly their player-umpire made a horrendous call at the plate to win the game. Never mind we had three witnesses not involved in the play (granted, maybe a little biased themselves) that all said Chewy was out by at least half a step and it wasn't that close. Never mind I was the catcher and heard the ball pop into my glove when I could still see Chewy rushing by short of the plate. No, I don't want to be that guy.

Oops.

Alas, as Barry said, it's only the first game and we already made the playoffs.

In between we had some heroics, especially on defense and on the mound. Mike Saindon snared two line drives at SS, one deep in the 5-6 hole to squelch a Cardinal rally. Bruce Spencer made the play of the game, chugging in hard from deep left to catch a blooper. That was part of a three fly out inning where Spencer, Brown, and Tom Meyer all made fine catches. Mike Guerrero was a vacuum cleaner all over the infield. One inning he gobbled up a hot shot to the 5-6 hole while relieving Saindon, and then started a 6-11-3 double play to end the inning. In the ninth, he grabbed a smashed line drive headed to right field at 2B to keep the game within reach.

Gronenberg shook off almost a year of rust and performed well, limiting a very good Cardinal lineup to only four runs in the first four innings. Dave Siegel did even better, holding them to just one run in three middle innings.

It's clear our challenge is on offense. We only had a handful of players with two hits, and only three extra base hits. Meyer did burn the Cardinal left fielder and with his speed, flew all the way home. Saindon hit a towering shot that couldn't be caught for a triple. And Spencer hit a gapper for a double.

We'll come back from the disappointment, but don't be surprised if you hear us around town muttering..."Number 9, Number 9, Number 9..." all week.