Playing With Fire

Humility is a good thing. I'm humbled. Tonite my team played the Eric and Michael led Gr B team. Remind me never to doubt Mike again. Unless he's talking that "upper management shit". For the past month he'd been going and on about how these new guys he was brining to the team were going to turn things around. Tonight we played them and guess what? Mike was right. Seeing these previously thought to be "mythical" entities on the field was like seeing Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, live and direct. They're fucking awesome.

Ko's moving away to Seattle. But not before starting a triple play and hitting a home run in his final at bat. Talk about leaving on a high note and shit. Damn.

My hitting can be described in one word. Inconsistent. 2 clean hits, a grounder thru the hole on the left side and a ball that actually went over their left fielders head. One grounder to nowhere. The rest, meager popups. I suck.

On a brighter note dinner was at a Oaxacan joint George recommended on Santa Monica. Good stuff. I was the only from my team there but they were nice. No bashing.

Finally got my $$$ from closing the lesser of my 2 poker accounts cleared up. The 3rd party that I go thru mistakenly WITHDREW the funds from my checking account instead of depositing them. Which would explain why my cel phone bill that was due to be paid last Friday left me with no cel service all weekend. Talk about fucking deprived. All is well now. Call me so I can ignore you and talk to all the Obachans.

Thats a pic of my hand. Lesson learned. Don't forget yourr batting gloves.