Tuesday, June 21, 2011

06/20/11 Recap: Slightly Uncomfortable Touch

So, not so much the Bad Touch anymore. In fact, an all around fun game with no animosity, lots of joking, and some shoulder-removals (more on that in a bit). The final was 20-2 but it was much closer for most of the game. And, the Bad Touch paid their debt of a case of cold delicious PBRs smooths for a previous wager. Didn't expect it to be paid. Happiness all around. We did have to pour out one for our lost Homey, Clarence Clemons. Miss you big guy.

Recap

The Management had a phone interview for a jerb so he missed the first half of the game. I know I know. NEVER let your career interfere with CCSL softball. So I failed. My CCSL stock has now fallen below Buddy but ahead of Marcus so that means there's hope. When the Management did arrive, it was the 4th inning and the score was 9-0....then 11-0. So obviously, MMN called in the shut down closer, um......yours truly and also the "let them scratch back into it shortstop" also known as Chris M. The Management pitched beautifully for 3 innings giving up 2 UNEARNED runs before getting pulled in the 7th after giving up a seed to a 6-year old. Aforementioned 6-year old tatooed a ball of the Management right past a not-so-diving Brett Favre. Cheering ensued. Final score 20-2. Yay.

The Good

On to the books! Matty Matty Matty, 2 hits, 2 runs. The Black Marino and Mickey had 4 runs a piece. MMN went 3-3, Ed, again, failed to score. What a loser! Debbie scored on a sacrifice fly!!!!! 20 runs is a lot. Jason had 3 RBIs it looks like. Well played everyone! And Matty Matty Matty was there! The Mgmt nearly struck out Claudia AND Courtney. Good times.

The Bad (or funny)

Claudia struck out Benedict Pickle. It was delicious. Suzeeee took a hard one off the boob. Left side of the infield made about 47 errors. You know who you are! I only made 3.5 innings. Meh.
Alyssa got mad at the Management. Sorry Alyssa!!!!!! I love you oodles. The Mgmt gave up a seed to a 6 year old. Weak sauce. A Bad Toucher separated his shoulder. It looked bad. Our resident physical therapist said it looked really bad. We'll take his word. Hope its not as bad as Spencer's. But, likely, that guy isn't as much of a pussy as Spencer.

The Franklin Mystique

During the game, Blog favorite Claudia came up to bat against the Mgmt. The Management threw a first pitch strike to a stunned Claudia who exalted, "Whoa! That pitch was nasty!" Duh. The Management then threw a second pitch inside knowing that Claudia, a rookie, would get eager and foul it off to the left. Which....she did. Clearly frustrated, Claudia then took a step out of the dish, looked up at the sky, and said a quick prayer which, I believe, was directed at Haephestus, The Greek God of metallurgy and putting a third strike in play. She then stepped into the box and received another beautiful pitch from the beautiful CCSLer which, luckily, she was able to ground to C. Marino which, of course, meant that she got to first base. She then looked at the Management and said, "Thank you! I really appreciate it," knowing full well that he had allowed it to happen.

Lumber Liquidator Studs of the Week

Suzzeeee
Black Marino
MMN
Matty Matty Matty
Debbie
Alyssa
Buddy
Bad Touch Frank's son
Separated Shoulder Guy

NASDAQ Trade of the Week

The Management traded 3.5 innings of CCSL softball for a potential job in Wilmington. He got hosed.

Paul Watch

Beware the ThePaul, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the sleeveless bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersleeve!"

He took his vorpal bat in hand:
Long time the TapRoom foe he sought --
So rested he by the Edgely tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in neckless thought he stood,
The ThePaul, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffing through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the ThePaul?
Come to my sleeveless arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

CIALIS Boner of the Week

It goes to Phyllis for not moving Hoagiefest to Dairy 2 WHERE IT WAS LAST YEAR! You know, we have so few traditions in this league and, sigh, Phyllis has to go and defecate all over our most sacred one by changing fields for selfish reasons. Bad form, Phyllis. Bad form.

Collarblog Syntactical Error of the Week

"another key match up"

Benedict Pickle's Historical Reference of the Week

June 20th, 1793, Eli Whitney patents his cotton gin. And think where we would be without it!

Ed's Movie of the Week

What About Bob, 1991

Phyllis' Retro Porn Movie of the Week

The Opening of Misty Beethoven, 1975

Management's Scientific Explanation of the Week

How do vaccine's work? Well, your body has two broad mechanisms of defense to invading pathogens that act in concert. One, the humoral system, involves the production of antibodies by B cells which bind to viruses, bacteria, and parasites or cells that are infected with them. For many infections, antibodies are required for resistance. Vaccines work by stimulating an antibody response to a portion of the pathogen and inducing partial or full protection upon natural challenge. The antibody response is not optimal following vaccination as most vaccines are simple models of an actual infection and will wane over time which is why we give boosters to many vaccines. Vaccines, when taken broadly, can induce something called herd imm
unity where the chances of an infected person being able to pass the disease is extremely slim because everyone he/she comes into contact with has been vaccinated. This was the broad strategy for how we eradicated smallpox. The More You Know!!!!!


Quotes From the Week

"Drove by your game, looks like a Toucher got hurt."
P, and he did, badly

"I got yanked by a 6 year old."
Me, I'm told

"Buddy's mouth looks like an old Irish lady's vagina."
Pat

"Why didn't you just put it in the cooler?"
"Because somebody wanted to touch my wet weiner."

Debbie and Pat

"Is Nick still here?"
"Yeah, there's a groups of people, he's here."
"He's the one in the middle with his mouth open."
Brett Favre, Buddy and Pat

"It's douche couture."
About Nick's sunglasses

"My girlfriend just tried to kill the first baseman!"
Mickey

"You're never going to use those anyway."
Mickey about Nick's balls

"I'm terrible at writing my blog."
Flynn or Ryce, throw a rock.

"I'm sleeping 17 hours tonight so I can rage tomorrow at Hoagiefest."
Fordo

"I've played 2 seasons in this league and I'm the career leader in strikeouts."
Benedict Pickle

"How did your 900 number phone call go? We heard a lot of moaning from the dugout."
Ed about the Mgmt's phone interview. Which would have been funny had he not repeated it about 16 times like he thought it was the best joke ever.

"I want the buffalo hoagie!"
"We know! You've only said it like 400 fucking times."
Mgmt and La Mean

"Hoagiefest is at Dairy 2!!!!!"
Phyllis

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