So I understand that this posting is a little late and yes, there is a really good reason for it. So Tuesday was Blue Ram baseball night at a mosquito infested Brickyard Field. Those bugs brought knives and forks to the game and if you stopped for a second, the swarm was on you. So we were playing another new team and we were missing two key members of our squad so we had to call up a reserve.
The first inning was a tough one (but it could have been worse), when after they had scored first we missed getting the runner at home, but I turned and gunned out the baserunner going second to third. We kept it respectable, but in true Blue Ram fashion we killed ourselves out of the gate. Runners trying to turn singles into doubles, hitters trying to mash on every pitch and just not being patient.
1-for-2 with a run scored, an RBI and a bruise in a place I generally don’t display in public.