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Kickball, Season 2 (Fall 2007), Game 5: That Team
posted Friday, 21 September 2007
This will probably be the shortest recap I've ever written; this post will be more about the ensuing happy hour than about the game.
The team we played (sporting the clever team name Balls Deep) was the worst team in the division through 4 games. We were rebounding from our only loss of the season, and we had all our Navy JAGs in attendance.
You can imagine what happened. Even though the game was shortened to 4 innings due to fading light, they quit after 3 when we were up 13-0. My friend Megan showed up to watch, but she arrived a bit late; she only got to watch about 15 minutes of kickball before we called the game. I had a single, a double and scored twice. Technically, the double was one of the few times I haven't kicked for a single (the bases were loaded), and according to the opposing pitcher I should have had a grand slam. But seriously, it wasn't much to be proud of against a team that, while very nice, didn't have a ton of people show up and had 4 guys and the rest girls. The only time last season when we had that ratio, we got killed too. Like I said, we won 13-0.
At happy hour, I also found out that we had in fact become That Team that everyone hates and wants to see lose. Thanks to the uber-competitive JAGs and one other dude who constantly argue with the refs, and our black t-shirts, we have earned a reputation for being intimidating...and for being jerks. Even the division president hates us (though she realizes we aren't all like that, thank god). The sad thing is that off the field, they are nice guys. All these rumors are flying around about us, and I was asked several questions: Do you guys practice? (No.) Are there Navy SEALs on your team? (No.) Apparently, a few people actually thought I was one of the JAGs due to my relatively athletic build. I at least managed to make some positive headway with some other teams at happy hour, but the damage has clearly been done.
The team we played (sporting the clever team name Balls Deep) was the worst team in the division through 4 games. We were rebounding from our only loss of the season, and we had all our Navy JAGs in attendance.
You can imagine what happened. Even though the game was shortened to 4 innings due to fading light, they quit after 3 when we were up 13-0. My friend Megan showed up to watch, but she arrived a bit late; she only got to watch about 15 minutes of kickball before we called the game. I had a single, a double and scored twice. Technically, the double was one of the few times I haven't kicked for a single (the bases were loaded), and according to the opposing pitcher I should have had a grand slam. But seriously, it wasn't much to be proud of against a team that, while very nice, didn't have a ton of people show up and had 4 guys and the rest girls. The only time last season when we had that ratio, we got killed too. Like I said, we won 13-0.
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At happy hour, I also found out that we had in fact become That Team that everyone hates and wants to see lose. Thanks to the uber-competitive JAGs and one other dude who constantly argue with the refs, and our black t-shirts, we have earned a reputation for being intimidating...and for being jerks. Even the division president hates us (though she realizes we aren't all like that, thank god). The sad thing is that off the field, they are nice guys. All these rumors are flying around about us, and I was asked several questions: Do you guys practice? (No.) Are there Navy SEALs on your team? (No.) Apparently, a few people actually thought I was one of the JAGs due to my relatively athletic build. I at least managed to make some positive headway with some other teams at happy hour, but the damage has clearly been done.
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