Thursday, December 7, 2023

The Crows Muddy the Cats, 18-8

Check out this sequence. $5 to the one who can tell me what it is:

0,1,0,2,1,3,2.

No, it is not a complicated Fibonacci sequence. No, it is not a sophisticated combination to code state secrets. As far as I know, it has never appeared in a puzzle book.

Do you give up? It is the number of strikeouts we have had in our first seven games. Good to see we got our quota Wednesday, Charlie joining the ranks of the whiffers and Clay tying Mark for first place with two for the season so far. This race is more exciting than watching the other teams flailing at trying to score runs against us after the third inning. Still in site (no jinx), the first team in slow pitch softball history to win a title averaging more than 1 K per game (1.29 right now).

We toyed with the Mudcats, letting take a brief lead 4-3 in the first after Barry hit a three run absolute bomb in the top half. The next homer, a slicing gapper to right center leading off the third by Dave B put us up again but it wasn't until the fifth that we went ahead to stay. It again was started by Barry with another gapper, this time for a triple, and it was punctuated by my slice down the third base line past an old man who couldn't bend over to make it 9-7.

The Mudcats were having trouble throwing strikes - both pitchers, and we are the kind of patient hitters to take advantage, well, some of us. In the decisive sixth, three of four of our walks scored. But in between there was a two run triple by Randy, a backward K to Charlie, and a two run double by Dave B. We never looked back, although we also added on with a four spot in the eighth on six singles.

Clay had a couple of nice catches including racing out after being initially fooled by a blast in the middle innings when it was still close. Charlie had a number of nice plays as a last minute replacement for the missing Lee at SS.

But the defensive player of the game was the venerable Don Clay on the mound. It was I think the third or fourth inning. He speared a hot shot line drive going at his head, which completely messed up the runner at first, who had taken off instantly knowing the ball was headed to the center field gap. He hadn't even stopped to turn around when Don got the ball to first. After that, I told him he could tie a major league record making all three outs, and sure enough he induced a dribbler off the mound, that he pounced on like the proverbial cat, and tossed to me at first for the last out. Technically, a putout and two assists, but who's counting.

Randy and Dave B led the way with four hits, and Barry and Dave split the RBI honors with five apiece.

Next up is Leo's, who aren't dead yet. They came from behind to beat the Wolfpack on the other field. My sources tell me the Pack were ahead until the ninth inning when one of my former teammates made an egregious error to open the floodgates. Let's be like the 49ers and just take them one at a time. It's worked pretty well so far!

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