Rolling Rolling Rolling
Another night, another game, another win. Facing a team that won their league the GR mojo prevailed once again.
Giant Robot 14
Morning Wood Lumber Company 12
Before the game I got into it with 2 of the hood's resident haters and the only thing stopping blows from being thrown was the timely intervention of the crew from the fishing store up the street. I was that fucking pissed. Don't talk shit about my team. Fucking has-beens and never weres.
Down 6 heading into the bottom of the 6th inning with one inning left to play it wasn't looking good. But I still had a good feeling. 6 runs in softball ain't shit. We've blown bigger leads then that. Way back when we used to suck.
Bottom of the 6th and everything fell into place. 9 runs. Chi struck the killer blow that took out their shortstop when the SS lept for his liner, had it bounce off his glove, and crumpled to the ground with a twisted knee.
Despite giving up 12 runs early the bats came to life and the defense was there in the clutch. Next game is Thursday at 9.
Looking down I see a nasty abrasion covering my right shin from a hasty slide and my 4th tore up knee of the season, this one coming from diving for a foul tip. Back to Savons to reload on Liquid Bandaid and Neosporin. I love bleeding.
No special hero's tonight. A total team effort, top to bottom. I think our fans were more surprised by this win then we were. We expect to win now.
Special props to the fans that came out tonight. Susan, Angela, Happy and Cooper, all of whom come to every game win or lose. The Eric cheering section, his Mom Margie and GF Amy. Plus all the Old School GR heads that showed up and cheered and coached, Michael, Sean, George, and Herden. Throw in Pryor and Mikey from VCA and thats quite a fan base.
Karma is a motherfucker.
Giant Robot 14
Morning Wood Lumber Company 12
Before the game I got into it with 2 of the hood's resident haters and the only thing stopping blows from being thrown was the timely intervention of the crew from the fishing store up the street. I was that fucking pissed. Don't talk shit about my team. Fucking has-beens and never weres.
Down 6 heading into the bottom of the 6th inning with one inning left to play it wasn't looking good. But I still had a good feeling. 6 runs in softball ain't shit. We've blown bigger leads then that. Way back when we used to suck.
Bottom of the 6th and everything fell into place. 9 runs. Chi struck the killer blow that took out their shortstop when the SS lept for his liner, had it bounce off his glove, and crumpled to the ground with a twisted knee.
Despite giving up 12 runs early the bats came to life and the defense was there in the clutch. Next game is Thursday at 9.
Looking down I see a nasty abrasion covering my right shin from a hasty slide and my 4th tore up knee of the season, this one coming from diving for a foul tip. Back to Savons to reload on Liquid Bandaid and Neosporin. I love bleeding.
No special hero's tonight. A total team effort, top to bottom. I think our fans were more surprised by this win then we were. We expect to win now.
Special props to the fans that came out tonight. Susan, Angela, Happy and Cooper, all of whom come to every game win or lose. The Eric cheering section, his Mom Margie and GF Amy. Plus all the Old School GR heads that showed up and cheered and coached, Michael, Sean, George, and Herden. Throw in Pryor and Mikey from VCA and thats quite a fan base.
Karma is a motherfucker.
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