Now that's more like it!
Still a little cold out there, but the bottom of the pool being slick wasn't as much of a problem today. About 3 hours of pretty good ball was played today. NOW I remember why I put myself through this grueling regimen year after year after year...
Game 1 was a reminder of why we play the games vs. look at the paper stats: pretty stacked squad went down 9-1 to start, and ended up losing. Cue sad trombone or "Caw Caw!"
Welcome back to the pool to Johnathan and Jarrod. A new couple joined in for the early action, and played okay. A couple other guys shirted up later, and didn't do so well. Always remember Navy's (tm) Friend Acquisition Program...
Today's notables: hitters can hit. There was a pretty healthy competition for MOAH (mother of all hits) between Scott, Javi, Dub, Mikey. Everybody got into the act: LJ had a couple, Woodcock (who is shaping up to be our replacement for Sheriff/Little Big Man while he's on his secret journey this season) had an amazing flex hit from the back row on my bad pass intended for Dub. I even got a chance to hit a few--thank you for the opportunity.
Be forewarned, the moon is out early this year. Jess sunk about 7 moon balls right at the back middle of the pool over 2 days.
Special achievement award to TBone for dropping pounds and fighting in a new lighter weight class. T-Mobile! Better hops, still good hitting power.
Still need to work on the rhythm thing. I don't think the cold water helps. Because cold makes cowards of us all.
The question remains, how long will the Forf holdout last?
_________________ Chief
Death from above! Fire down below!
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