Posting has slowed as life has picked up the pace. There was a lot going on this w/e. Mrs. Pinetar was showered on Saturday and it was a nice event all around. She was desperate to keep it small and we managed that.
My nephew’s traveling 8U team went 1-1 on the w/e, losing Sat morning to Clarkstown and beating HoHoKus Sunday afternoon on the same field where my softball team was eliminated from the playoffs, earlier that morning.
Clarkstown was a better team. Their pitchers threw strikes and our best kids hit 3 big flies to the outfield that were caught–not automatic for 8U and certainly not automatic for our kids. If one of our guys catches a fly, we are jumping around for a half-inning over it. Our not-so-good kids couldn’t cope with the 34-36 MPH stuff (a little quicker than average) and since they weren’t walking, there was a lot of striking out. 20-1 was your final.
Sunday’s game was a little different. HoHoKus’ team was put together late and hadn’t had a lot of experience so we did well. Their pitchers threw soft so paradoxically, our good kids didn’t hit well (they like the heat) and the middle of the order kids tore it up, including one 7-year-old, (who I think is a great kid) who banged out 2 big doubles and netted the game-ball.
My nephew threw 3 solid innings to close and struck out the side twice. He was poised and throwing it harder than I’ve ever seen– with control. We also had an 8 year old at third base, charge a ball and throw a kid out at first (5-3) on a play that would have been good for a 10 year old to make! Tuesday is Hackensack and from what I hear, we are not going to do well: Mid-week road game against a good team.
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In the softball game I saw something strange that ended up really annoying me. We were down 15 runs or so and Tommy pulled up into 3rd and kicked the bag accidentally. The bag was light as a feather and not tied down and it went 10 feet foul. So Tommy walked 10 feet foul towards where the bag went. He made no attempt to advance. He just felt funny standing where 3rd base SHOULD have been, and was, a moment before. Ramsey, their ******* pitcher, rushed over and tagged Tommy and cried to Blue about it and got the call. Tommy was out. And that’s why I didn’t shake hands with the SOBs at the end of the game. You want to be lawyer on the field? Great. Then shake your own ****** hand.
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I read the NY Post for Sports and to keep up with Arch-Liberal Alec Baldwin’s, latest anti-social behavior. But it’s just getting harder and harder. The pro-Yankee/Anti-Met writing of Vaccaro and Sherman is just a joke. Hey guys, you’re professional writers, not fans! Just report WTF is going on and stop ripping the Mets and the NL and getting all breathless about the f****g 225 million dollar Yankees for f****s sake. Geez, Louise; You think if you gave the Mets another 100 million to spend they’d be in the Yankee’s league? Atrocious. I guess childish, insecure Yankee fans snap up the Post to read that crap.
If it weren’t for Phil Mushnick, there’d be no reason to click in. And this week Mushnick opines on a topic that I have personally written to him about: In-game noise piped in on the PA at baseball games. You can’t even converse with a neighbor about the game because they are blaring, bad, distorted, 20-year old rock and rap music.
WHY do they do this? I’ll tell you why. You remember in college when you were studying hard for an Accounting or Computer final and the Marketing majors were pounding beers? THOSE guys are the reason. The Marketing schlubs. They think they have to attack you every live-long second with “stimuli” or you’ll tune out. Never mind that you are a baseball fan and you are there to watch baseball. Watching baseball: Do these wizards understand that an integral part of watching baseball is the give-and-take with neighbors while you’re in the seats? Between pitches? Between innings? “so-and-so looks sharp today”.
“Yea, did you see the 3 straight changes to Howard?”
“I know, they did that to him last series also”
“Yea, we were here last Thursday down the left feild line…Utley gave my kid a ball”
“Is that Madsen up, throwing?”
…Instead it’s a Who concert…–fog
