This has been an odd baseball season when it comes to my amateur playing …
Between our rainouts and rescheduled games and running around with Phoebe, a couple weeks between games is starting to become commonplace. Though it looks like we’re finally going to get on a regular schedule for the second half of the summer …
We were back at it tonight …
But it was much of the same for our rag-tag bunch. The mosquitoes had dinner on us. Our pitching was embarrassingly thin. And our starting catcher is getting pretty good at giving demonstrations on giving up rather than being the leader on the field.
Plus, our bats were mostly silent tonight, when we should have been knocking the pitcher all over the field. The guy was throwing a mix of fastballs and change-ups all night and we just couldn’t take advantage of him …
My first time at the plate, I struck out on one of those change-ups after fouling off two pretty good pitches. Then I grounded out to second base my second time up …
On my third try, I blooped a ball into shallow right field, and when everybody chased after it and left second base open I headed for two. I think the third baseman ended up covering the bag as the throw came in, and the next thing I knew I was sliding in and he was tumbling on top of me. I thought I was out, but the umpire ruled I slid under the tag. Good enough for me … I ended up moving to third on a fielder’s choice and then scored on a single.
But my run scored would be our last of the night. We lost the game 9-4, and our season record falls to 2-4.
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