Thursday...Thursday. Now, what happened on Thursday?
Oh yes, we showed that appalling combination of layabout toffs, arrogant septics and ad sales wide boys who populate Economist towers just how to play the game of softball.
Although the winning margin was the narrowest possible, the gulf in class was clear for all to see. Particularly that mardy little madam on first base as she missed pretty much every catch - hah!
Played under ever-heavier skies, our batting was good - particularly Steffi, JB and Pau. Our fielding was better. Great collecting and covering in the outfield by Bethan and Damo, two awesome catches from Pau in the outfield and Becs at backstop, not forgetting the match-winning take on third base by JB's brother, AB.
Sundry highlights included JB's flying tag that sent one of their star batsman on a somersault (that carried a tariff of 3.7). Also, JB being knocked to the ground by a runner heading for home (after he'd already been called out on third - go figure).
Lowlights included my pitiful batting (sorry all, will improve, honest). Three innings in which we failed to score. And the fucking deluge that accompanied us all the way to the Volunteer.
In the final analysis, yes it did go to the last hit of the final innings. but we always knew we'd FUCK EM UP.
Oh yes, we showed that appalling combination of layabout toffs, arrogant septics and ad sales wide boys who populate Economist towers just how to play the game of softball.
Although the winning margin was the narrowest possible, the gulf in class was clear for all to see. Particularly that mardy little madam on first base as she missed pretty much every catch - hah!
Played under ever-heavier skies, our batting was good - particularly Steffi, JB and Pau. Our fielding was better. Great collecting and covering in the outfield by Bethan and Damo, two awesome catches from Pau in the outfield and Becs at backstop, not forgetting the match-winning take on third base by JB's brother, AB.
Sundry highlights included JB's flying tag that sent one of their star batsman on a somersault (that carried a tariff of 3.7). Also, JB being knocked to the ground by a runner heading for home (after he'd already been called out on third - go figure).
Lowlights included my pitiful batting (sorry all, will improve, honest). Three innings in which we failed to score. And the fucking deluge that accompanied us all the way to the Volunteer.
In the final analysis, yes it did go to the last hit of the final innings. but we always knew we'd FUCK EM UP.
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