City Paper is not for tourists
Record: 0-2 (.000)
Losses! We all have them. But not all losses are created alike, as we learned midway through our game against the Gazette last Saturday. Our team is proud to claim some battle-hardened vets who remember losing in all sorts of ways in 2007. But here’s how bad—-how heart-crushingly, cover-your-face-with-your-mitt-to-hide-the-tears bad—-it got in the midst of our 21-1 spanking at the meaty hands of the Gazette: Eventually the umpire asked their best hitters, their right-handed hitters, to bat left-handed.
Oh, but that’s not the worst of it. The worst of it is that they kept on getting hits.
Happily, this didn’t diminish our enthusiasm for the second game of the morning, against Express. Our bats finally came out, and we were blessed with some fine fielding, especially from Matt Smaldone, Jason Hutto, and Tim Carman, whose Tinker-Evers-Chance-grade skills resulted in some critical putouts at home plate. Still, though, the Express came away with a 20-6 win, blowing the game wide open in the late innings.
Hutto’s strong play rightfully earned him the game ball, but a strong honorable mention goes to Will Atwood Mitchell, who weathered an attack at first base by ungrammatical Express attack dog Bake McBride. See for yourself:
Photo by Express‘ Holly J. Morris