judging from the magnitude of my hangover when i awoke this am, the mix of pbr and meat and peanuts in my mouth, i honestly questioned myself, for a split second....did we win last nite?? i mean, i remember sitting at chief ikes with my BL cup talking to john about the rally panties - no wait, the rally nipple clamps - and some really great hitting by pretty much everyone - micah with a 3-run RBI whack, first time-swinging-since-church-league justin trainwreck, chef duo chris and jules, even me! my drunkenness erased any other notable swings, sorry. our fielding was awesome too, making lots of catches and awesome infield plays. some aggressive base running, and i did a k-lo style tag-up to steal home - i left way early, but only to stick it in the other team's face...ugh, don't remind me of the other team.
the other team was typical: a bunch of non-drinking losers who got a batch of batting gloves on sale (did you see all the chicks wearing two? they still sucked) and somehow managed to mate and produce viable offspring. seriously, their third base coaching was pathetic. but you know what? this streak isn't going to last long, i promise you. especially since i leave for canada today, leaving the team in the very capable (and delicately manicured) hands of my ass and ass ass coaches, k-lo and erika. justin hospital and i will be floating on a houseboat in the victoria harbour and we expect to hear the roar of BL home runs 3 time zones away. no really, we usually win when i'm out of town.
take care, and keep swinging - except at the fireplace, jules
-coach A
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