The Hippies destroyed us last night, but we drank a lot and got cupcakes so it wasn't all bad.
The real sad part was that John, Amber and I had to work our way through two bottles of champagne which I had chilling in my car in hopes of spraying it all over my teammates should we have won.
Next time for sure.
The problem is that in order to beat the Hippies we have to train like the Hippies. That means about another ten years of playing 2 nights a week with a couple practices thrown in and tournaments once a month. Of course, they'll be doing it too so we'll always be 10 years behind...until they die. So let's just try to outlast them.
Great season, kids. See you next year.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Dragons Asleep at the Plate...
Well, we lost a tough one on Tuesday night to one of our arch rivals the Luck Dragons by a score of 5-4. It was all tied up going into the bottom of the 7th when Brian "Happy Feet" Brokaw got up and hit a home run. Had the LDs not lulled our left fielder to sleep, it surely would have been a caught ball, but instead it kissed off the top of the Chris' glove and the rest is history. Oh well, the game didn't really matter either way for us as it is coming down to next week for the championship.
Speaking of next week, it looks like Jess and I are going to miss the big game. I wish you guys the best against the Hippies and hope that you guys can manage a victory and some fleeces for our team. There is a slim chance we will make the game, but I won't know until Tuesday at about 7 p.m. so don't count on it.
Speaking of next week, it looks like Jess and I are going to miss the big game. I wish you guys the best against the Hippies and hope that you guys can manage a victory and some fleeces for our team. There is a slim chance we will make the game, but I won't know until Tuesday at about 7 p.m. so don't count on it.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Smack Down...
Not really in the mood to do much blogging today. The Suck Dragons whooped the living piss out of Suckralicious last night 16-3. Those of you in our path, beware because our offense was fucking lethal last night.
Next week we play one of our two arch rivals, the Luck Dragons at 630. See you then.
Next week we play one of our two arch rivals, the Luck Dragons at 630. See you then.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Lady Suck Dragon Screws Up Team Cheer
There was another incident last night that was perhaps even more upsetting than the Hippies implosion.
Game ball winner, Slamber Browne, totally screwed up the Suck Dragons' post-game cheer.
"Luck!" she incorrectly yelled as the team had their hands joined.
"Uhhhhhh" responded much of the team before Browne continued to spell out the wrong team name "L-U-C...."
The cheer was halted.
After a few failed attempts to explain the error to her, Browne caught on and apologized repeatedly before hopping back on the horse that threw her by yelling "Suck!"
"Dragons!"
"S-U-C-K!"
"In a good way!"
It was a sad embarrassment, but a great recovery.
Rumor has it that, an hour later, one of the Hippies showed up with a laptop to prove that Browne's orignal cheer was correct. Of course, everybody else had already forgotten about the game and moved on with their lives (i.e. playing Wii Fit). Turned out he was wrong anyhow.
Game ball winner, Slamber Browne, totally screwed up the Suck Dragons' post-game cheer.
"Luck!" she incorrectly yelled as the team had their hands joined.
"Uhhhhhh" responded much of the team before Browne continued to spell out the wrong team name "L-U-C...."
The cheer was halted.
After a few failed attempts to explain the error to her, Browne caught on and apologized repeatedly before hopping back on the horse that threw her by yelling "Suck!"
"Dragons!"
"S-U-C-K!"
"In a good way!"
It was a sad embarrassment, but a great recovery.
Rumor has it that, an hour later, one of the Hippies showed up with a laptop to prove that Browne's orignal cheer was correct. Of course, everybody else had already forgotten about the game and moved on with their lives (i.e. playing Wii Fit). Turned out he was wrong anyhow.
Let sleeping [dragons] lie...
Last night, in what was supposed to be our last match-up of the year against the Damn Dirty Hippies, the Suck Dragons won by a score of 7-5. This was by far the sweetest victory since the inception of the team. Last week, after the Chupa Cabras failed to show, I wrote the following paragraph:
"I would like to say that a "win is a win," but I don't want to conjure up any ideas that I think it's okay to take walks at the end of a game or run time off the clock by walking out to the outfield in order to ensure that you get that win."
If I were to say that what was written above was not directed at last night's opponent, I would be lying worse than Rafael Palmeiro during his grand jury testimony. However, to no one's surprise, that is exactly how the Hippies played last night. They played like the game was taking place during 4th grade recess. I think because so many of them are teachers, the students may be starting to rub off on them.
You see, the Hippies took a 4-2 lead in the second inning and kicked it into low-gear, walking (read: old chinese women walk faster) out to the field, taking time off the clock, having conversations with each other, all in the hopes of holding on to their lead a little bit longer. Well guess what, it didn't work out that way and an inning or two later, the game was tied. So, what do the Hippies do next? They crowd the plate and super glue their bats to their shoulders for two straight innings? Of course this did not work either because Chris threw strikes and let's just say our defense was not giving up much last night. In the final inning, the game was tied and the Dragons had the bases juiced with one out and in true sportsman-like fashion, the Hippies resort to bitching at the umpire for five minutes about some phantom play that no one saw except for two Hippies. The Hippies pitcher was so irate that he could not throw a strike to save his life so yours truly, who is up with the bases loaded and one out and could probably swing at anything remotely close and drive in the winning run, takes the sweetest walk of his life (not too mention the only walk I have ever taken in co-ed softball in 15-plus seasons of playing). Yes, I know that what I did was the direct opposite of my quote above, but fuck it, they deserved it. Anyway, the Hippies pitcher starts fighting with the up and yelling in his face, calling for a protest and all this crap, all while the Dragons are jumping for joy and holding their well-deserved fingers in the air signaling that they are now number 1!
Our team played great last night and everyone played a role. We stuck together and pulled out the second biggest win of our careers as Dragons. We are really starting to gel and our defense is really becoming solid. Now, all we gotta do is beat the Luck Dragons and we can put it in cruise control.
To the Hippies, I love you guys, but I think somewhere along the line last night you guys forgot that it's COED D-LEAGUE SOFTBALL and that, for the most part, the teams in this league are friends! Yeah, I know, "Pot...meet Kettle." But seriously, you guys kinda reminded us of this "Mets Guy" you're always talking about last night. Anyway, see you guys in a few week's for what is commonly known in sports as "The Rubber Match."
Update: I just saw this on Brokaw's Blog:
"And of course, the cameo by the Hippie who returned to the field an hour after his team's loss, laptop in hand, to argue with the ump about a play that happened earlier in the night. I'm all for the Rule of Law, but when we only have 13 minutes to play and we're losing, please save it for the post-game next time!"
Are you kidding me!? Whoever that was should be kicked off of your team.
"I would like to say that a "win is a win," but I don't want to conjure up any ideas that I think it's okay to take walks at the end of a game or run time off the clock by walking out to the outfield in order to ensure that you get that win."
If I were to say that what was written above was not directed at last night's opponent, I would be lying worse than Rafael Palmeiro during his grand jury testimony. However, to no one's surprise, that is exactly how the Hippies played last night. They played like the game was taking place during 4th grade recess. I think because so many of them are teachers, the students may be starting to rub off on them.
You see, the Hippies took a 4-2 lead in the second inning and kicked it into low-gear, walking (read: old chinese women walk faster) out to the field, taking time off the clock, having conversations with each other, all in the hopes of holding on to their lead a little bit longer. Well guess what, it didn't work out that way and an inning or two later, the game was tied. So, what do the Hippies do next? They crowd the plate and super glue their bats to their shoulders for two straight innings? Of course this did not work either because Chris threw strikes and let's just say our defense was not giving up much last night. In the final inning, the game was tied and the Dragons had the bases juiced with one out and in true sportsman-like fashion, the Hippies resort to bitching at the umpire for five minutes about some phantom play that no one saw except for two Hippies. The Hippies pitcher was so irate that he could not throw a strike to save his life so yours truly, who is up with the bases loaded and one out and could probably swing at anything remotely close and drive in the winning run, takes the sweetest walk of his life (not too mention the only walk I have ever taken in co-ed softball in 15-plus seasons of playing). Yes, I know that what I did was the direct opposite of my quote above, but fuck it, they deserved it. Anyway, the Hippies pitcher starts fighting with the up and yelling in his face, calling for a protest and all this crap, all while the Dragons are jumping for joy and holding their well-deserved fingers in the air signaling that they are now number 1!
Our team played great last night and everyone played a role. We stuck together and pulled out the second biggest win of our careers as Dragons. We are really starting to gel and our defense is really becoming solid. Now, all we gotta do is beat the Luck Dragons and we can put it in cruise control.
To the Hippies, I love you guys, but I think somewhere along the line last night you guys forgot that it's COED D-LEAGUE SOFTBALL and that, for the most part, the teams in this league are friends! Yeah, I know, "Pot...meet Kettle." But seriously, you guys kinda reminded us of this "Mets Guy" you're always talking about last night. Anyway, see you guys in a few week's for what is commonly known in sports as "The Rubber Match."
Update: I just saw this on Brokaw's Blog:
"And of course, the cameo by the Hippie who returned to the field an hour after his team's loss, laptop in hand, to argue with the ump about a play that happened earlier in the night. I'm all for the Rule of Law, but when we only have 13 minutes to play and we're losing, please save it for the post-game next time!"
Are you kidding me!? Whoever that was should be kicked off of your team.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Chupa Blah-blahs...
Did not show up for the second time in as many weeks and the Suck Dragons pulled off their third victory in a row. I would like to say that a "win is a win," but I don't want to conjure up any ideas that I think it's okay to take walks at the end of a game or run time off the clock by walking out to the outfield in order to ensure that you get that win.
I hear that the Chupa Cabras have been given the boot from the league which means we now have four teams in our league (that is sad).
I hear that the Chupa Cabras have been given the boot from the league which means we now have four teams in our league (that is sad).
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Don't Call It A Comeback...
Just call it a victory. The Suck Dragons never doubted themselves and pulled out an 11-8 victory over Suckralicious improving their record to 2-1 on the season.
The SDs got off to an extremely slow start last night, with their first run finally coming in the third inning. Our early inning defense was nothing to write home about either handing over 4 runs in the first inning . Eventually though, we settled in (read: had more beers) and started putting some runs on the board and for the most part, shut down the attack of our foes. We were down 5-8 heading into the top of half of the last inning and managed to hit 'em with a six run pounding of an inning that put us in a comfortable lead. We then had to hold them off which we did by going four up three down in the bottom half of the sixth. The rest is history. Point is, we really only played like our normal selves for about half the game and managed to score 11 runs.
Last night's game marked the first time the SDs have ever battled back to win a game and we did it in grand fashion.
Hopefully, we can carry this momentum into next week's game against league newcomers the Chupacabras.
The SDs got off to an extremely slow start last night, with their first run finally coming in the third inning. Our early inning defense was nothing to write home about either handing over 4 runs in the first inning . Eventually though, we settled in (read: had more beers) and started putting some runs on the board and for the most part, shut down the attack of our foes. We were down 5-8 heading into the top of half of the last inning and managed to hit 'em with a six run pounding of an inning that put us in a comfortable lead. We then had to hold them off which we did by going four up three down in the bottom half of the sixth. The rest is history. Point is, we really only played like our normal selves for about half the game and managed to score 11 runs.
Last night's game marked the first time the SDs have ever battled back to win a game and we did it in grand fashion.
Hopefully, we can carry this momentum into next week's game against league newcomers the Chupacabras.
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