Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Sexy Twinkie?

So -- occasionally when I notice that I am actually getting more than 3 hits per day (2 from me checking my hits and comments and going to my links for the blogs I like to read, and one from one of my 3 regular readers) I will go out to statcounter and have a look at who's been lurking around...

um... some guy with an isp that says it's from the Middle East googled "Sexy Twinkie" -- okay, that it got to me is amusing all by itself... but that someone has any thought of a twinkie being sexy has me completely perplexed.

In addition to the sexy twinkie googlage (hmmm new word?)-- there were also several readers who lurked over from my friend Mike's blog... and a few people who were looking for baseball mom information. I have sort of slipped away from the baseball mom stuff (High School ball is just different)... but, I will give you a little taste of the Boys of Summer and how they are doing in our corner of the world.

Last night we played a double-header (most of our summer games are double-headers) against a 5A school (we are 4A) and the boy pitched during the first game. When he threw well he threw really well... but he also has a few stretches where the balls were a little too prevalent for my comfort, and... the defense behind him was atrocious -- defense has been atrocious all season in my opinion. I would like to see the boys who are making multiple errs pulled, but a lot of the parents don't agree - this team is for "development" and that can't develop on the bench (bullshit, the other players can't develop when the third baseman five-holes THREE easy grounders in a row!) Oh yeah and the third baseman's family was seated behind me, so one of these errs (this was actually letting one go by him to his right (between him and the bag)) -- a run scored! let me repeat that for those of you who didn't see the boy in maroon cross the plate... a run scored! -- and his dad says "Shake it off Bernard(fake name), no harm done" -- WTF?!?!?!? NO HARM DONE??? -- Just so we are clear here, a run scoring qualifies as "harm done" in my book -- I had to get up and go spend money at the concession stand just cuz I wanted to slap the parent... so yeah they lost that game. NOT looking forward to another crappy assed game like that, but in a bonus, the parent that had me all tweetered left so I at least didn't have to listen to his retarded remarks for the second game. So first inning of second game we are down 7-0 -- ugh... there's a long line drive to the outfield, and the kid from second heads home... the centerfielder throws home, one bounce on the hardassed infield (we can talk about lousy field conditions another time) and the catcher has the ball but the runner JUMPS over the catcher (which for those of you who don't know... is against High School rules, "can't leave their feet" was the phrase being used by the two dad's who played college ball) -- the catcher, btw, a great catcher, will probably play ball in college (unfortunate that he has to play with these other kids who don't give a shit about summer ball) jumps up and starts saying to the ump "he jumped, he jumped"... well about that time, the kid who hit the ball, on second now, starts heading for third, and all the boys are like "Ralph (fake name again, duh), Ralph... T H I R D" so he throws down to third (have I mentioned the third baseman is a twinkie and can't catch the ball if it hits him in the glove? - okay I exaggerate for effect), and I can't really say if I would charge the err on the catcher (hurried throw)or the 3rd baseman (probably third, cuz I like "Ralph" and I don't like "Bernard") -- and the ball gets passed the third baseman (yawning yet?) and the kid comes home... somehow 'Bernard' managed to field the ball and throw it to 'Ralph' at the plate, 'Ralph' took a position that would allow him to catch the ball and tag the runner... well the runner did a Pete Rose on 'Ralph' -- but 'Ralph' is a big kid, plays football, built like a 'shit brickhouse' -- oh wait that's 'brick shithouse' (thank you colorful Grand-mother for that beauty of a phrase), and he doesn't budge, the kid however falls flat on his little face in the dirt. So, he's a little bit messy, but he's fine, well the visiting parents start screaming about how brutal our catcher is and how he should be ejected... and of course we defended him, because he did NOTHING WRONG, he is allowed to take a position that will allow him to field the ball, and he didn't move toward their player, their player tried to mow him down, but he simply wasn't man enough to do that. Well this fired the boys up something fierce, and they won that game coming back from 9-0 to win 19-15 -- it was a very exciting game... oh yeah, and we were out of pitching, we pitched two kids who NEVER pitch and had our 2nd baseman playing catcher for the last inning! BTW no one was ejected, not even any loud fans, and the ump allowed both runs.

2 comments:

baseballmom said...

Whoa...I HATE when kids make mass errors and I have to control myself because I'm sitting by their parents. I have to satisfy myself by going, "OH, my..." and not finishing my sentence. That lets them know that their kid fucked UP, and that everyone at least noticed! I say that the team can 'develop' at practices! Summer ball is usually about the better players who want to continue to play because they love the game. Our allstar team pulls kids if they fuck up, and they're only 12! We had a similar situation with a catcher in one of our tournament games. Husband has always told the kids to run 'through' the catcher if he's in the baseline, and if the kids dance around him and get out, then too bad. If the catch is doing his job, he's always gonna be in the way, and if they collide, then the runner should be able to handle it-heck with those whiny parents. The bad thing was that when our runner ran into the catcher and got seriously hurt, the catch's dad just kept yelling, "GOOD PLAY, BRANDON, GOOD JOB!!! JUST LIKE THAT, IF YOU HAVE TO HURT HIM, GO FOR IT!" Ass.

baseballmom said...

Whoa...I HATE when kids make mass errors and I have to control myself because I'm sitting by their parents. I have to satisfy myself by going, "OH, my..." and not finishing my sentence. That lets them know that their kid fucked UP, and that everyone at least noticed! I say that the team can 'develop' at practices! Summer ball is usually about the better players who want to continue to play because they love the game. Our allstar team pulls kids if they fuck up, and they're only 12! We had a similar situation with a catcher in one of our tournament games. Husband has always told the kids to run 'through' the catcher if he's in the baseline, and if the kids dance around him and get out, then too bad. If the catch is doing his job, he's always gonna be in the way, and if they collide, then the runner should be able to handle it-heck with those whiny parents. The bad thing was that when our runner ran into the catcher and got seriously hurt, the catch's dad just kept yelling, "GOOD PLAY, BRANDON, GOOD JOB!!! JUST LIKE THAT, IF YOU HAVE TO HURT HIM, GO FOR IT!" Ass.