Yesterday was a special day. The Middleton family celebrated the 27th wedding anniversary of Ol' G and Deb. Gary talked to Deb about skipping the game, and Deb told him what's what: "I'm going to the Conehead game, what are YOU doing?"
This lead to the unveiling of a new/old nickname for G. He came up to take his swings one time and Deb called out, "c'mon Gare Bear, get a hit!" It cracked us up and general hilarity broke out in the dugout.
The new name of the band: Gare Bear and the Heads.
I can't remember if that resulted in G's patented right center gap double or his flyout, I was too busy laughing to write it down.
Yesterday proved that one Gare Bear with Coneheads is greater than 11 Polar Bears, as we clobbered them 16-7.
I don't know what happened to the Polar Bears. Last year they had the same record we ended this year with: 8-5-1. Two years ago they made the championship game against us. This year: 5-8 going into the last week.
But we had Pope, who had a two run homer that pretty much settled things with one out in the bottom of the first, and later added a single and a triple. And secret weapon Chauncy, who had another bases clearing triple that cleared the left fielder's outstretched glove.
Add a couple of ESPN highlight plays in the outfield. Gene going full dive to grab a ball off the goose poop before it hit the ground - unfortunately we have to hold our breath because he bent back a finger. And Chauncy repeating the feat without the injury in right field a couple of innings later. For the infield, Chuck was back in his former home at SS and stole a hit from one Bear deep in the hole, where he spun and got a force out at second.
Joining Pope with three hits were Randy (plus a walk), super-sub Mike S, and heffe, who had a 50 foot double among his knocks. All but one of the rest had multi-hit games.
The game threatened to get away early, but we were feeling generous, so we let them close to 10-7 with a six run top of the fifth. Joe was in a giving way, so even though he also had a foul-out K, he walked in two runs. Eventually we got out of the fifth with our lead reduced but still there, and instead of risking further damage, just batted until time ran out in the bottom of the fifth, as we plated six more. We might still be hitting it there were no clock. Chopper gave us the drama moment of the night as he tried to talk the ump into one more batter since he was on deck when time ran out. No luck, and Knight's preceding single ended up the walk-off hit.
Next week, we tune up for the playoffs with...wait for it...a bye. Who makes these schedules?
So next time you can't sleep at night, instead of counting sheep, try counting Gare-Bears!
Milestones:
Heffe 600 ab (#2)
Stink Eye 450 ab (#5)
D 100 g (#13)
This lead to the unveiling of a new/old nickname for G. He came up to take his swings one time and Deb called out, "c'mon Gare Bear, get a hit!" It cracked us up and general hilarity broke out in the dugout.
The new name of the band: Gare Bear and the Heads.
I can't remember if that resulted in G's patented right center gap double or his flyout, I was too busy laughing to write it down.
Yesterday proved that one Gare Bear with Coneheads is greater than 11 Polar Bears, as we clobbered them 16-7.
I don't know what happened to the Polar Bears. Last year they had the same record we ended this year with: 8-5-1. Two years ago they made the championship game against us. This year: 5-8 going into the last week.
But we had Pope, who had a two run homer that pretty much settled things with one out in the bottom of the first, and later added a single and a triple. And secret weapon Chauncy, who had another bases clearing triple that cleared the left fielder's outstretched glove.
Add a couple of ESPN highlight plays in the outfield. Gene going full dive to grab a ball off the goose poop before it hit the ground - unfortunately we have to hold our breath because he bent back a finger. And Chauncy repeating the feat without the injury in right field a couple of innings later. For the infield, Chuck was back in his former home at SS and stole a hit from one Bear deep in the hole, where he spun and got a force out at second.
Joining Pope with three hits were Randy (plus a walk), super-sub Mike S, and heffe, who had a 50 foot double among his knocks. All but one of the rest had multi-hit games.
The game threatened to get away early, but we were feeling generous, so we let them close to 10-7 with a six run top of the fifth. Joe was in a giving way, so even though he also had a foul-out K, he walked in two runs. Eventually we got out of the fifth with our lead reduced but still there, and instead of risking further damage, just batted until time ran out in the bottom of the fifth, as we plated six more. We might still be hitting it there were no clock. Chopper gave us the drama moment of the night as he tried to talk the ump into one more batter since he was on deck when time ran out. No luck, and Knight's preceding single ended up the walk-off hit.
Next week, we tune up for the playoffs with...wait for it...a bye. Who makes these schedules?
So next time you can't sleep at night, instead of counting sheep, try counting Gare-Bears!
Milestones:
Heffe 600 ab (#2)
Stink Eye 450 ab (#5)
D 100 g (#13)
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