29ers Down Dealers, 4-2

Guys I'm not even gonna sugarcoat it: I'm in the midst of what is probably my busiest academic year to date right now and any extra writing energy I have is hard to pour into the blog. For this reason, I ask that you all pester Scott, who's lineup algorithm won us the game last Saturday, to take over most of the recap duties. Help me to convince him.

There's this other, more benign element to the blog that's sort of taken the wind out of my sails. Apparently other teams now realize I've dug its old dusty bones out of the digital grave it had been inhabiting since 2014 and are like, wasting their time reading it. While few "writers" would complain about a wider readership, well, I'm not really a writer. I already sense that I want to self-edit more than usual (I hardly edit at all) and that sucks. Posts like the screed against the Cleaners (which I still believe in, despite the burbling rumors of that I'm going to get beaned next time we play them) all of a sudden seem less funny, if it were even funny to begin with.

I just want to remind everyone that I write this first for us, well truthfully first for me, and secondly the 29ers. No one is making anyone read my opinions, so if you're offended by anything, um, close your browser. I'm not exactly a shock-jock here but I do want to convey myself clearly.

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Last Saturday we won, goddammit. Rickey managed beautifully in Miles' absence, and we won. Zack pitched gutsily and DJ came in with some of the best relief pitching I've ever seen in the PCHL, and I've seen a lot of games. Too many games, honestly. 

And can you believe the defense made zero errors? I'd like to give a big collective gold glove statuette to the entire defense for this one. We can all share nights we get to bring it home, cuddle it, love it. Had I been able to turn the vaunted potential triple play, I would have walked off the field and just kept walking, the numbers 2 and 1 slowly diminishing into the horizon. "He was never the same again."

Scott, where you at? Who's gonna describe Mike's two-run blast in the first that gave us the early lead we never gave up? Who's gonna describe Bobby's MAMMOTH would-have-been-gone-at-ATT-Park triple? With any other left fielder in the PCHL I swear that's an easy homer, and it just had to be the most gifted one sprinting after it last week. It's rare to be able to say someone got robbed on a triple, but Bobby got robbed on that triple. 

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Everyone deserves a nice, shiny, happy place in the top of the blog. What management, what finesse. What camaraderie. Zero errors, tight pitching, just enough hitting to win against a first-place team. I'll take it every time. 

Watch out for those Brians next week though; they just beat the News.

SCHTATZ