Another game. Another loss, 25 to 8.
- We are historically bad.
- We are certainly better than how we are playing, but that is not saying much, and it doesn’t help any. Let’s try to salvage the season, win a few games, and bust some playoff hopes for the other teams. And then let’s get drunk.
- Our next game is at 7:20. Phew.
- The re-tooled lineup worked very well yesterday. If we didn’t have that one muther-fuckin inning, we would have all had another at-bat or two. I plan on continuing to re-tool. Once again, if you have ideas on the lineup, please let me know (and feel free to remain anonymous).
- It is my understanding that we do not need to practice, since only three players (myself included) showed up last Sunday.
- I had never witnessed a 1-5-4 double play until last night.
- Where are the women? Eric’s improved livestock surely cannot be all that’s available to root for the Superbas. (And whatever happened to Dom No. 24?)
- No one struck out last night, the first time this season. That being said, we already have $50 from this year’s fundraiser and $80 from last year (although collection will be an issue, I know), so planning for the end-of-the-year bash has begun. Tim has mentioned that his place may be available (in Walnut Creek), and B.H. has a place (in Napa) that should do fine as well. (If we continue to strikeout at our current rate, we may have enough cash-on-hand to host two fests.)
- I have posted the batting statistics and batting leaders through the first four games (a tad earlier than I had planned, but oh well). The statistics include the RLS and TRP, two stats that I have created. I have defined the two thoroughly on the website, but I will post the definitions to the blog shortly. I will also post the definitions of the minimum number of plate appearances and how I break ties on the leader board.
- Direct quote from our second baseman during last night’s higher thought sessions following the game at the bar/pizzeria at Willow Pass and East Olivera: “They didn’t call him Magic Johnson for nothing.”