Nice. Imagine the success without wearing those Red Sox bullshit stirrups.
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Quoting for my perfect insight from two years ago. Only had wrong who the coach would be.
Well mav...did you bring home the hardware or what? A team ship? The individual HR Derby title? Something. Anything???
Or did you come home empty handed?
Or did you come home empty handed?
Welp...after a stellar Saturday (10-12 for the day, including a 2-out double in the bottom of the seventh to score the game winning run which put us into Sunday's games) to raise my weekend average to .727, I faded Sunday which brought my stats for the weekend to 21-31 with 2 HRs and 4 doubles. Felt good at the plate all weekend. Ball was jumping off the bat and I had a good deal bit more patience than normal. I had two line drive outs to the second baseman, and if just one is a foot to the left or right, my average goes from .677 to .710. I'll take that for opening weekend.
We came in third out of 8, and could have easily been runner up -- which ain't bad for having a patchwork infield and a pitcher who legit walked 40+ for the weekend (seven games and guarantee we walked 5-6/game). Bad news: unfortunately (as I had feared) our coach/sponsor is disbanding the team for a variety of reasons. Good news: I'm now a free agent.
Game-winning double details...
Our opponent decided to go with a 5-man infield in the last two innings (bring one outfielder in behind second base, shading to one side or the other depending on if it's a left or right handed batter). It's a legit strategy when there's a home run limit (cause everybody tries to hit the middle when the HRs are used up) and especially IF the following conditions are present:
Gotta say it felt pretty good. Golfers talk about hitting one perfect shot per round and that keeps them coming back, no matter their final score for the round. It's the same for senior slowly-pitched softballers. In the grand scheme of things it didn't mean diddly squat. We're not getting paid, there's no fans to speak of, and nobody knows or cares about some shitty tournament in Huntsfrigginville Alafrigginbama. But it's the feeling that moments like that bring that I keep chasing -- that feeling from the crack of the bat and seeing that ball tracing an arc into the night. It's like a drug and I already need another fix.
Our opponent decided to go with a 5-man infield in the last two innings (bring one outfielder in behind second base, shading to one side or the other depending on if it's a left or right handed batter). It's a legit strategy when there's a home run limit (cause everybody tries to hit the middle when the HRs are used up) and especially IF the following conditions are present:
- You've got three greyhounds in the outfield to cover all that ground (they didn't)
- It's a smaller park to lessen the acreage for the outfielders (it wasn't -- 310 all around)
- Your pitcher doesn't field the middle well and he can control whether he throws inside our outside (he didn't and couldn't)
Gotta say it felt pretty good. Golfers talk about hitting one perfect shot per round and that keeps them coming back, no matter their final score for the round. It's the same for senior slowly-pitched softballers. In the grand scheme of things it didn't mean diddly squat. We're not getting paid, there's no fans to speak of, and nobody knows or cares about some shitty tournament in Huntsfrigginville Alafrigginbama. But it's the feeling that moments like that bring that I keep chasing -- that feeling from the crack of the bat and seeing that ball tracing an arc into the night. It's like a drug and I already need another fix.
Dr Mav,
got my real scleral lenses yesterday. The other ones were temps.
I can see. 👀.
Unfreakinbeleivable. I am going to play golf again. I can see how dusty my house is now. I can now see all of my TVs 4Ks.
::crying::
got my real scleral lenses yesterday. The other ones were temps.
I can see. 👀.
Unfreakinbeleivable. I am going to play golf again. I can see how dusty my house is now. I can now see all of my TVs 4Ks.
::crying::
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Man that's awesome, I am really tickled and excited for you.
Boys, the time is near. Uncle Bucee’s is lit af. Full report later.
Gas is a precious resource, and as I headed out to refuel and grab some essentials, I decided I’d use some of that precious gas to go check on Buc-ee’s.
So, I crack open my liter of Diet Dew and zoom on down the intestate. Burning gas and hauling ass at 85+ I come upon a familiar sight within a few minutes - the beautiful buck tooth beaver smiling high above the horizon. Bucee’s has officially planted it’s flag. In my town.
As I get off the exit and closer to the sign, I notice there’s a word below the Beaver sign, an addition to the sign that says RICHMOND. Man I popped a proud boner right there. I’m not sure the City of Richmond sign says Richmond on it (it does). At least not loud and proud like this. It was awesome.
Next I zoom on down across the overpass - avoiding some jackass in a red Dodge Ram - and enter Bucee’s compound. The ginger security guard in a Ford Fusion waves me down, flanked by orange traffic cones and a stop sign.
“You work at Buc-ee’s”
- yea
“You work for Brian and mumblinmumblim”
-yea
“Ok I’ve just never seen your vehicle before”
….whoosh
Around the bout I go, navigating two roundabouts, admiring the tastefully done RICHMOND BUCEES mural painted upon a wall. Not wanting to get trespassed from Bucee’s before it even opens, I resist the urge to drive up to one of the 100 fuel pumps, or walk in the joint and ask Brian where my damn paycheck is. I navigate the elaborate concrete paths back to the exit and wave bye to the ginger guard. I shall return. Soon. Very soon.
So, I crack open my liter of Diet Dew and zoom on down the intestate. Burning gas and hauling ass at 85+ I come upon a familiar sight within a few minutes - the beautiful buck tooth beaver smiling high above the horizon. Bucee’s has officially planted it’s flag. In my town.
As I get off the exit and closer to the sign, I notice there’s a word below the Beaver sign, an addition to the sign that says RICHMOND. Man I popped a proud boner right there. I’m not sure the City of Richmond sign says Richmond on it (it does). At least not loud and proud like this. It was awesome.
Next I zoom on down across the overpass - avoiding some jackass in a red Dodge Ram - and enter Bucee’s compound. The ginger security guard in a Ford Fusion waves me down, flanked by orange traffic cones and a stop sign.
“You work at Buc-ee’s”
- yea
“You work for Brian and mumblinmumblim”
-yea
“Ok I’ve just never seen your vehicle before”
….whoosh
Around the bout I go, navigating two roundabouts, admiring the tastefully done RICHMOND BUCEES mural painted upon a wall. Not wanting to get trespassed from Bucee’s before it even opens, I resist the urge to drive up to one of the 100 fuel pumps, or walk in the joint and ask Brian where my damn paycheck is. I navigate the elaborate concrete paths back to the exit and wave bye to the ginger guard. I shall return. Soon. Very soon.
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Just got word Louder Than Life is dropping their lineup tomorrow. Getting pretty excited about it. Rumours circulating that Kiss will be one of the headliners. That might be cool as hell. Never seen them. Just reserved our rooms for the weekend. Once again, we will be within walking distance of the festival.
The ENTIRE ice cream aisle is empty at Walmart. Not even a pint of shitty Edy’s. Hope I live to tell my grandkids about these troubling times.
You have kids? These are troubling times, indeed.
You gonna ‘shop those dudes emerging from a steaming asshole?Testing new photo upload site
No, but there's this.
Finally! A team photo for 21-22
Of course, we know everyone already, but it's fun to see them in the traditional team photo setting. GBB!
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I think I'd pass on Edy's shit flavor even if they had it, tbh.
Love huge Collins 😂No, but there's this.
Finally! A team photo for 21-22
Of course, we know everyone already, but it's fun to see them in the traditional team photo setting. GBB!
Alright, brother! That’s more like what we were promised in the beginning. You just earned a small portion of your street cred back with that fine, detailed report.
#Let’s Go Brandon!!!
#Where’s My Paycheck Brian???
For my non-Twitterified Catpaw brethern, here's an update on your's truly -- I tore the main flexor muscle bundle and also sprained my UCL (Tommy John ligament) in my throwing arm at Huntsville, so there ain't gonna be any S*3 rockets to report on for 6-8 weeks. It was sore both Friday and Saturday, but in the first game on Sunday I felt a "pop" trying to throw out a guy.
Predictably, gloom, despair, and/or agony is in abundance.
Predictably, gloom, despair, and/or agony is in abundance.
Father Time is undefeated. Sorry Mav. Was wanting a full season of glorious reports.For my non-Twitterified Catpaw brethern, here's an update on your's truly -- I tore the main flexor muscle bundle and also sprained my UCL (Tommy John ligament) in my throwing arm at Huntsville, so there ain't gonna be any S*3 rockets to report on for 6-8 weeks. It was sore both Friday and Saturday, but in the first game on Sunday I felt a "pop" trying to throw out a guy.
Predictably, gloom, despair, and/or agony is in abundance.
last time I played softball, I was on first and my calf muscle popped… that was it. I turned around because I thought someone hit me with a bat.
My fault, I should’ve blasted a homer instead of a rope single to centerfield.
Dr Andrews is in Alabama. Whilst in Bama, could be a quick visit to have him assess your condition to ensure you’re back blasting lasers.For my non-Twitterified Catpaw brethern, here's an update on your's truly -- I tore the main flexor muscle bundle and also sprained my UCL (Tommy John ligament) in my throwing arm at Huntsville, so there ain't gonna be any S*3 rockets to report on for 6-8 weeks. It was sore both Friday and Saturday, but in the first game on Sunday I felt a "pop" trying to throw out a guy.
Predictably, gloom, despair, and/or agony is in abundance.
Thanks brother, yeah Poppa Time is an abusive bastard. (I felt your pain on the popped calf -- did the same thing about 10 years ago in exactly the same way.)
Looking back, I'm thinking it was those damned Red Sox stirrups after all. Was just trying to channel Teddy Ballgame, when I shoulda hung with the Mick.
Damn RIP
ligament
Sorry Mav. Minor setback for major comeback?
Tony Hawk just broke his femur in half. Dude is like 50something.
Sorry Mav. Minor setback for major comeback?
Tony Hawk just broke his femur in half. Dude is like 50something.
DH. One handed swings. We know all the power is in whichever arm isn't hurt.
Thank you too brother. Yeah, I'm definitely gonna make a comeback. I'm just thankful the ligament wasn't completely torn (which would require surgery, obviously). It's just gonna be a few weeks. Missing the next few tourneys doesn't piss me off as much as not being able to train though. I'd really hit the weights hard since September and the ball was really jumping off the bat, but now I'll basically be starting from scratch.
Sorry Mav on the injury.
Hey maybe you can get spears to fix you up in between his pick up basketball games.
Hey maybe you can get spears to fix you up in between his pick up basketball games.
Mav, sorry to hear about your arm. Hope you have a quick recovery, brother. Maybe even come back stronger than before the injury. We can rebuild him...
#SteveAustin
Also...learn to throw the ball right handed...like a normal person.
Also...
#EffFatherTime
#SteveAustin
Also...learn to throw the ball right handed...like a normal person.
Also...
#EffFatherTime
Almost forgot to tell y’all I saw a real life 3 gallon tub of blue bell for sale at GFS. Stuck my whole dick and balls in it, and my leg.
That psycho who murdered the young lady…
1. visited that house multiple times
2. Tried to break in the bunker previously…through the COPPER TUNNEL
3. Knew sleep schedules/etc
4. Did what he did
5. Fled to FL
6. Got pulled over in FL for stealing gas, they didn’t know he was wanted.
7. Drove back up to GA.
8. Hitchhiked back to Richmond
9. Spent 2 days at the Loves truck stop
10. at exit 87
What a crazy mfer.
That psycho who murdered the young lady…
1. visited that house multiple times
2. Tried to break in the bunker previously…through the COPPER TUNNEL
3. Knew sleep schedules/etc
4. Did what he did
5. Fled to FL
6. Got pulled over in FL for stealing gas, they didn’t know he was wanted.
7. Drove back up to GA.
8. Hitchhiked back to Richmond
9. Spent 2 days at the Loves truck stop
10. at exit 87
What a crazy mfer.
Thanks brother, I appreciate the well-wishes. As soon as the swelling and bruising go down I'll be back at it like Drago...
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