C’mon Meat, Throw Me That Weak Ass Shit
Finally had my best all-around game this weekend as I pitched well and had a good day at the plate going 3-for-5 with two RBI and two runs scored. I gave up 3 runs, all unearned, in the maximum-allowed five innings pitched.
The team finally won a game too. We were down one going into the bottom of the 9th and we scored two to take the win.
The final score was 9 pulled muscles for us, 8 for them. On the winning play, one of our guys grabbed his hamstring while trying to run out a ground ball to short. Elation ensued, as we all hobbled on to the field to celebrate.
The team finally won a game too. We were down one going into the bottom of the 9th and we scored two to take the win.
The final score was 9 pulled muscles for us, 8 for them. On the winning play, one of our guys grabbed his hamstring while trying to run out a ground ball to short. Elation ensued, as we all hobbled on to the field to celebrate.
posted by DC-Giant at 9:38 AM
2 Comments:
Clearly a windy day at ol' Hamstring Park, kept those teeballs flying off the tee, kept those batters on their toes. Good for the old ERA.
I assume you are only allowed five innings because your team doesn't have the corporate sponsorship necessary to purchase a second oxygen tank for innings 6-9.
Now everybody UP!!! Do the wave!!!
You pitch well and your team wins....very interesting.
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