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.
2 comments:
Damn, the champagne spray would have been great! That would have been a sight!
I must say, we didn't practice once this season.
Uhhh, Corey, I think showing up to every game an hour early and taking BP and infield counts as practice.
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