Softball Championships

Softball championships were last night and although we made a great run in the playoffs (mostly by showing up when the other team forgot), we were eliminated in a bloodbath in the final. The other team didn’t exhibit great sportsmanship and while we all had good moments the team never got clicking on all four wheels at the same time. I made some great catches to keep us going, but also missed one play early that could’ve limited two runs, had great hits but also couldn’t get on base with them because the fielders in left field and third base were absolutely great. And that’s just life. Unfortunately that’s also what one guy told me as we carried him to his car since he got knocked over playing catcher – “that’s just life”.

At least we didn’t have some all-star professional jerk playing on our team like Pryor. Singlehandedly guilty of wrecking our football program and getting Tressel fired for trying to cover his butt might be an over exaggeration but it’s how I feel. He should be ashamed of his lifestyle and his attitude towards the rest of the team. Not only did he let down a huge fan base, but he got the greatest coach in college football “resigned” from one of the best football schools in the country. He might have seemed a little pretentious with his published morals, but this was a coach who truly “got” Ohio and Columbus. He loved this place and won me over with his classy wins over Michigan, his truthful response in press conferences, his encouragement of the prayer and Carmen Ohio after every game and his speech after winning the 2002 trophy. Nobody’s perfect, but Pryor makes the devil look good this week.

Dirt Burn

Nothing like a good blow out in our second of a double header tonight to really revive the team spirit. We made a recovery 13-13 tie in the first game of the season, nearly a month ago, then have been rained out since until today's double-header. With a lot of new blood on the field and a brand new pitcher (who turned out to be awesome), I was skeptical and the first game turned into a debacle of umpiring culminating in the last inning warning at the bottom of the fourth when we had never gotten forewarned about our last at-bat.

But then the second game came along tonight and after a tough 6-3 loss, we rebounded with a resounding bang, winning a slaughter at 21-2. I probably didn't need to make the sacrifice, but I wanted to slide in safe to 3rd base and didn't quite make it, leaving my own symbolic blood sacrifice in a good faith measure to the other team that I was still giving the game my all. Earlier they had tried to call me as dropping a catch in right field which I obviously palmed on my glove hand. All in all, it was a great game, and I returned home finally thrilled about the season having played better than ever before. At this point in the season, I'm batting over 0.700 and feeling pretty good about it.