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29ERS Ride Solid Pitching in Win Over Cleaners

LAST GAME RESULTS

29TH ST 29ERS

9

RICHMOND CLEANERS

5

RECAP: That was one hell of a fun game.  I mean, that *felt* like a real baseball game.  To start, that majestic ass hawk that landed on top of our "dugout" really might have been some kind of omen.  Or the spirit of DiMaggio.  I'm gonna get tangential for a moment, but I started thinking about birds and realized that after the game I was downtown off 6th street peeing in an alley and when I looked down I was pissing all over this poor lame pigeon. :( Damn.  But that hawk gave us the courage to face their pitcher who . . . WAIT.  Now, when I looked at the standings before the game, The Cleaners were sitting at 4-6, and a win would have put them at 5-6, comfortably in the mix for third place.  So why then did they wake up and decide that "Duncan" should be the one to face one of the best teams in the league?  Was it bad management?  Some kind of element of surprise-like tactic?  Beats me, but we jumped on him early, even if we were collectively a bit over-eager on his very Dave Gardnerian approach.  A few runs in the first was mostly all Bobby needed to cruise to his CG win, and Zack's big 2-RBI single in the top of the ninth gave us the little insurance we needed when it got tight at the end.

Good job everybody in adjusting to Cameron's much faster pace after facing Duncan, we were able to string together a few hits and kind of frustrate him just a little.  I know cuz I saw the vein in his neck shamrock kind of bubble up a little bit.

PLAYER OF THE GAME: The hawk.  And by the hawk I mean I gotta go Bobby on this one.  Renz tossed 9 innings against one of the tougher (their W/L notwithstanding) teams in the league.  They are known for being gritty players who usually make you make the play on them, and Bobby calmly sat down one after another, striking out 13 while walking 3 and plunking a couple.  Clearly Bobby is turning into our "big game" pitcher -- the guy you go to when you need a win, or the pitcher whom who trust to keep you close against the more competitive clubs.  This blog post is not funny at all, I'm sorry, I'm hungover and strangely sentimental right now.

PLAY OF THE GAME: My brain is still trying to figure this one out, so I'll do the best I can to recount what the f*ck happened on the nearly double pickle.  Guys on second and third.  Two-hop shot to Ricky at short, who made a ballsy throw home in front of the runner trying to score.  Lunchbox ran him back to third, and while this was happening, the runner from second was almost on third, so you had two guys kind of hung-up.  Lunchbox throws back to Dave at third, who throws back to Lunchbox, and at this point the runner is practically back to the bag, but NOW Mott or whatever is trying to get back to second, so Brandon throws to me about 3/4ths of the way to third, and the runner breaks for the plate again, so Dave kinda fades down the line with him and I lead him with a pass-like throw, and he tags the runner, THEN turns and there's fire, LITERALLY FIRE, burning in his eyes as he looks to second because he is HUNGRY FOR OUTS and "Mott" is scurrying back to the bag.  Colin was approaching the base from right field and it is likely that if Dave burned it to him they would have had him out by a good margin, but I think at that point everyone needed to stop and scratch their heads because WHAT THE F%CK HAPPENED ON THAT PLAY --- if you're keeping score I think that was a 6-2-5-2-4-5.  My brain hurts trying to think about it, but also it's the whip-it hangover :(

LAME OF THE GAME: Louie.  He insisted that he could "hobble" to first, but team physician Craig would have none of it.  He still suited up dutifully and captured this video of Will that I've already watched close to 50 times, because I'm barely even alive and have the mental capacity of a retarded baby right now.

DRUNK ASS WILL OF THE GAME: Drunk ass Will.  Even that fuckin hawk could smell the tequila remnants on his breath.  I said something about having to take a piss and he's all, "That's baseball" --- Will broke the game down, and life itself really, into two simple words.  Never forget, guys, "That's baseball."  Also, he had this to say:

You got it, man

LOLOLOLOLOLOL 4EVR: 

Pictured: Will "The Tequila Ragdoll" Buss

STATS

NEXT GAME

We got a bye week, so enjoy the time off.  We will probably do some sort of practicing this coming weekend, but everyone should try to take it a little easy.  That means baths and massages from your girlfriends.

Our next real game is June 29 at Mission St. Dealers.  You can be assured they will be hungry to beat us in the rematch and are fighting hard to stay in good position to make the playoffs.  You will probably face Flowers.  If Louie rehabs all right, he will get the start.

Now I'm going to crawl into bed and hate myself :(

29ERS: Your Friendly Neighbourhood Juggernauts

LAST GAME RESULTS:

29TH ST 29ERS

34

SUNSET NOBLES

4

Welp, that sure looks bad.  Let's distract the readers with this! (NSFW or ANY OTHER PLACE GAAAAA MY EYES NOooOoOo!!!!)

"Liquor'n'Beer, Liquor'n'Beer, Liquor'n'Beer'n'FriedChickenMmMmMmmmm"

Bridget asked me to send her this photo.  That's about as close as I've ever gotten to getting her number.  So I can send her this picture.

Anyway!

That was a fun romp against The Nobles, and I give them a lot of credit for having fun with it the whole time, even if they did try to take the lucky red helmet and put some bad juju on it.  I also found my bat in their dugout one time which I thought was suspect, but also kind of flattering. 

PLAYER OF THE GAME: As weird as it feels to do this (not that weird), I'm taking this one for myself.  Lil' RayRay, Hollywood, The SayRay Kid, Rayngel Pagan, Ratboy -- whatever you wanna call it, I don't care, that was my fuckin game.  6-6 with a walk, a double, 5 runs scored and a pair of RBIs.  Those six hits weren't cheap little texas leaguers neither, real ass hits. I have to kind of pump myself up on this one cuz I probably won't be Player of the Game again this season playing with all you talented guys.  You know, I usually just get my kicks doing things like the stats, copying and pasting into the blog, picking up after you guys in the dugout, helping the can colleckdshafka AGHHHHH I JUST SAW THAT PICTURE OF MILES AGAIN HEAVEN HELP US LIQUOR'N'BEER WHISPERED INTO YOUR EAR

PLAY OF THE GAME: As easy as it would be to say my over the shoulder catch fading into right field and subsequent turn and fire to first to double up that unsuspecting Noble was Play of the Game, I'm not gonna do it.  Too easy.  The 29ERS executed yet another perfect relay to nail Adrian Covert trying to score from second.  This league has not learned that part of our game I guess.  Will fielded the ball cleanly on a day The Nobles outfield looked like they were filming outtakes for "Flubber II: Flubz Does The PCHL" and from left fired a nice clean seed to Ricky at SS who just turned and burned it into home, BrandonBox doin his normal thing where he catches the ball and gets slid into.  Then he probably has some comment for the guy who just got tagged out.  Word around the league is you are quite the chatterbox, Lunchbox.  Hey! Maybe we should change your name to Chatte . . . nvrmnd.

STATISTICS

Next game is either Saturday (my preference) or Sunday, Father's Day. Boof is "getting back to me" --- but it will be against The Cleaners from Richmond and I assume it will be at Big Rec in Golden Gate Park.  That's the same field Joe DiMaggio played on when he was a teen so every time you strike out there like, an angel dies or wets the bed or something.  

Here's a nice incomplete team photo I thought I'd share: 

Everybody, meet Mike.

And here's one from when Gantz was rly drunk and looking at Dave's --- wait, what the hell is he looking at with those smoky bedroom eyes??

(In Dave's mind): "Just keeeep watching the hockey, keep watching the hockey"

tootles til next time

29ERS Lose to News

That title was the best I could do :(

LAST GAME RESULTS

29TH ST 29ERS

3

BERKELEY NEWS

6

Despite a very hittable Raf "Pink Socks" Don'tknowhislastname, the baseball gods did that thing where you hit the ball hard but it's always at somebody or more often on that particular Saturday, at a screaming "New" (barf) --- I will never forget Raf punching into his glove and roaring like a banshee closing out the . . . sixth or seventh inning.  I think he even said "BOOM" --- I used to believe the News were a collection of like, polished young men with careers and promising futures and you know, like, lovable dorks who play annoyingly clean and well-executed baseball --- with Raf's one ludicrous exultation they became just regular bros. I don't know if I'm happy about that or just grossed out.  I think I preferred the version where they were meek and it felt like you could give them a dirty look if they were taking too big a lead off second and they'd get all demure and shorten it up.  Now they are drunk with power.  The type of power that two consecutive PCHL championships provides.  They smirk at your dirty look, then spit on it. We must stop them.

PLAYER OF THE GAME: I'm going with Louie's friend who suited up and then dutifully kept an incredibly accurate account of our limp offensive effort, which included five 1-2-3 innings, and three 1-2-3 innings in a row. We made it easy on him! Thanks Louie's friend! You are the "player" of the game!

Also Ricky had a nice 2 RBI double.

PLAY OF THE GAME: Well no duh. As the sun set on our hopes as well as Crocker-Amazon Field, a stage was being set for what will be one of the Plays of the Year.  Alex Williamson had struck out swinging on a 1-2 fastball with the bases loaded and two outs in a tight game.  He felt bad about himself.  The bottom of that inning found him in left field, the bases were loaded for The News and the pitcher who struck him out was at the plate with two outs.  This was some real baseball shit, and although we ended up on the losing side, this play will stand out for a long time comin'. Bobby had been pitching to contact the entire game and we were like donkeys in the field behind him until Pink Socks ripped a screaming sinking line drive into left that looked like it would fall ten feet in front of Alex.  With what little visibility he had, he charged forward and gracefully caught Raf's ball in do-or-die fashion. If that ball had gotten by him it would have been game over, but his gutsy effort kept us close. I might have accidentally yelled "BOOM" while glaring over at the Bargains News dugout :( . Alex Williamson, (Board)Gamer Babe.

Photo Credit: Alex Williamson (When he's not with the 29ers he's with these guys)

Laziness Disclaimer:

No stats for after this week cuz I already entered in the most recent Nobles game. You wouldn't have wanted to see them anyway.  There were five hits total.