A nail biter!
Aug. 2nd, 2001 01:35 amWell, not really. Final score: Other Team 17, Our Team 3. Blowout City.
Most of the damage was done in the Inning That Would Not End, where (if I remember correctly) eleven runs were allowed before one out was had. Little brother pitched part of that inning, which caused mucho stress for the observing family unit, myself included. At one point, he lost his grip on the ball and threw it over the head of the third baseman (who, as a random aside, happened to be my cousin) and almost nailed me sitting on the sidelines. I have been very nice to him as of late, and am assuming it was not intentional.
Anyway, I emerged from the game intact and unharmed, as did my brother's team. After all, if you're going to lose a tournament game, lose big because then no one has to suffer the post-game agony of Missing That One Play or Not Getting That One Hit. When there are multiple "That One Plays" and several "That One Hits" to go around, it kind of takes the edge off of defeat.
Anyway, that is all from this corner (for now).
Most of the damage was done in the Inning That Would Not End, where (if I remember correctly) eleven runs were allowed before one out was had. Little brother pitched part of that inning, which caused mucho stress for the observing family unit, myself included. At one point, he lost his grip on the ball and threw it over the head of the third baseman (who, as a random aside, happened to be my cousin) and almost nailed me sitting on the sidelines. I have been very nice to him as of late, and am assuming it was not intentional.
Anyway, I emerged from the game intact and unharmed, as did my brother's team. After all, if you're going to lose a tournament game, lose big because then no one has to suffer the post-game agony of Missing That One Play or Not Getting That One Hit. When there are multiple "That One Plays" and several "That One Hits" to go around, it kind of takes the edge off of defeat.
Anyway, that is all from this corner (for now).