My ball team, Raging Storm, has never had a sub-.500 season. Going into last night's game, we were stuck at .500 and looking to break out.
We put up 14 runs and shut down the TPS Warriors in the first, giving us a two touchdown lead after one. That's when Kic gave one of his motivational speeches. He didn't want us letting up, thinking we had this in the bag. He wanted us to keep going, to keep hitting, to keep playing hard. Personally, I save my Win One For The Gipper speeches for decisive moments in important games, but Kic wasn't content with the 14-0 lead, he wanted blood.
We kept rolling, and before long we were up by 25. This is when the ump started coming down on us. Naturally, if we gapped a ball we were running for a double. The ump started calling plays quickly, forcing doubles into singles and ensuring nobody took an extra base. There's no mercy rule, but the ump thought we were running up the score, and he let us know he wasn't a happy camper.
From that point on, we all moved along one base at a time. My sixth hit in my sixth at bat was a nice line drive that would easily have me at second base, but I held up at first. Then, when Engell laced one, I held at second, and so on and so on and so on. It wasn't much fun, but for the first time since I can remember, we were too dominant for our own good.
The final score was 32-6, but it easily could have been 52-6. I just hope we saved a few runs for Monday.
I received a lot of great suggestions as to what we should name our slo-pitch team next season, and now it's time for the big vote.
Please only vote once and vote for your favourite. Sign your name or I'm not counting the vote, and use your real name - I'll know if you're lying. I know all. Voting ends at the strike of midnight June 30, 2007. I'll post the final results on Tuesday.
I played ball tonight with Raging Storm and once again we were down early before clawing back and taking the lead. This time though, we ended up on the losing end of a tight one.
For the second week in a row, tempers flared. Last week there was the incident with Chris from RobArts Rage and tonight I took exception to some bitching and moaning from certain members of the opposition. One guy threatened to beat me like a red headed step child, but when I got in his face and urged him to follow through, another guy shoved me away and mumbled something about me being "Mr. 1984".
I returned the field and stared this chap down, and he came back with the same "Mr. 1984" reference. Suddenly it hit me. I only play ball wearing the retro Blue Jays logo I know and love from our glory days. His Mr. 1984 insult was in regards to the fact the logo on my hat was from that era.
Did he think this fact would humiliate me or embarrass me? It was the best thing I heard all day and I was honoured. Every once in a while I'll get hit with an insult that isn't insulting at all. You can carve Mr. 1984 on my tombstone and I won't mind a bit. Well, except for the being dead part. That would suck.
I'm researching slo-pitch leagues in the Etobicoke / West Toronto / Mississauga area. I play in the RSPA, so I know all about that league, and I'm familiar with the Centennial Slo-Pitch League (CSPL).
Does anyone out there know of any others?
When Raging Storm plays, sometimes it's just not blog-worthy. Last night we played a late night double header in Mississauga and it was indeed blog-worthy.
We smoked RobArts Rage in the opening game, 14-5. Solid defence, timely hitting, you know the drill. It was otherwise uneventful, but the main event was yet to come.
In the second game, RobArts Rage put up five in the 1st and four in the 2nd and had a commanding lead before we started to claw back. I sincerely like this year's Raging Storm team, it's full of character and talent and we're never out of a ball game. In the sixth inning, we completed the comeback, and as Kic rounded third to score, he shot up an arm in celebration. This is when things turned nasty.
Chris, the RobArts Rage third baseman, totally lost his cool and did the unthinkable. He wound up and drilled the ball into Kic's back as he scored. Chris was headhunting, and our bench emptied. I've played in this league for years and I've seen people lose their cool (including yours truly). Sometimes there's a little shoving or a push, but this was the first time I saw someone deliberately intend to injure. The ball could have hit Kic in the head.
Chris was kicked out the game. I think he should be kicked out of the league. We scored a few more after the incident and won the game 19-15, but a pox has been placed on Chris of RobArts Rage.
If there's a rematch later in the season, you might want to get your tickets early. This time, it's personal.
This story is about eighteen months old now, but I don't think I shared it. I was reminded of it when Degrassi-themed nicknames started popping up in this entry about our slo-pitch team's search for a new moniker.
I'm not the most social guy (although I'm getting better), so I usually took a pass when our ball team would meet up in the off season for drinks, bowling or whatever. When Mike and Jen invited us over to watch a Leafs game and devour pizza, I decided to shock the team and show up.
During Hockey Night in Canada, they aired a CIBC commercial. Patino decided to tell us all that the dude by the ATM was Shane from Degrassi. I simply couldn't stay quiet after that. Toronto Mike knows his Degrassi and Toronto Mike knows Shane. That was not Shane at the ATM but Patino wouldn't hear it. The rest of the evening was spent arguing about whether that was Shane or not.
At first I think we were having fun with it, but it quickly became personal. I'd blame it on the flow of alcohol, but I don't drink. We were in no mood to agree to disagree and we weren't going to let this go. This subject was far too serious, far too important.
Eventually, we were literally in each other's faces. As God is my witness, I was going to hit Patino, and it was a fight I was likely to lose. There was a little shoving, I remember some finger poking thing that was clearly a precursor to blows, then I disappeared.
That's right, I snuck away and went home, remembering why I'm slightly anti-social to begin with and why I typically avoid these things. I was royally pissed, not because Patino was being such an ass, but because the dummy truly believed that was Shane in that CIBC commercial.
I sometimes wonder if Patino pretended to think that was Shane, just to piss me off. It worked, you Machiavellian genius. I'm upset all over again, 18 months later.
Now that I'm managing my slo-pitch team and in full control, it's time to right a wrong. I wrote about this wrong over a year ago and it continues to haunt me. Our nickname was Hooray For Everything and before the 2004 season it was changed to Raging Storm, a very unfunny, uncool and non-creative name for our slo-pitch team. An evil force named Stella spear-headed this decision and somehow got to then captain Andge. The rest is sad and ugly history.
We'll finish this season as Raging Storm, but I want a new nickname for the 2008 season. I'm also envisioning slick new black uniforms, but first we need to choose a new name.
Please suggest new nicknames in the comments of this entry. I'll start with the first few possibilities.
- Crazy Diamonds
- Ball and Biscuit
- Triple Trouble
- Cubically Contained
- More Distortion
- Teenage Angst
They bill it as "the largest co-ed SPN qualifier tournament in the west end". Some call it the "16th Annual RSPA/Stripes Slo-Pitch Tournament". I call it "how I spent my entire Saturday".
I checked in at Diamond Beach headquarters at 8am and spent the day playing ball at Max Ward Park and Diamond Beach, which is the fancy name for Centennial Park. We won the opener, lost our second game and won our closer to qualify for the playoffs. Our first round robin playoff game is tomorrow morning.
It really was a perfect day for ball. It was warm, but not too hot. There was a pleasant breeze and lots of sun. Here's hoping tomorrow is just as perfect and the day concludes with a tournament victory for Raging Storm.
Damn it's a nice day out. I've been out all day, but before my 4pm BBQ I wanted to share the lineup and positions for Raging Storm's Monday night game against the Booty Pirates. This isn't normally entry-worthy, but Cito did have a decision to make.
Cito thought about this long and hard, and after a great deal of deliberation, Cito has made his decision. Visit the Raging Storm home page and, if you disagree with what Cito did, spill it in the comments.
Cito screwed up. I thought it was an 8pm game tonight for Raging Storm but it was actually a 6:30pm start. I missed the first two innings and by the time I showed up we were down significantly. We actually made a game of it, battling back and loading the bases in the final inning before taking a 15-13 loss.
When I took over this team at the beginning of the season, I stated that anyone who showed up late would have to catch the entire next game. I was prepared to enforce this rule, but I never imagined it would be me who would be messing up the times. Now I have a decision to make.
The honourable thing to do is to put me at catcher on Monday night. That proves I don't play favourites and we're all equal under Cito's law, even Cito. Having said that, I don't want to play catcher on Monday night, and I'm Cito, dammit!
We'll have to wait and see what Cito does.
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