Seasoned Veterans

OH NO!

So today was the start of our Wiffleball tournament at work.  It is a great opportunity to get outside during lunch time at work and just have a great time.  My friend Twhuang and I decided to start our own team this year called the Wafflers. (Oh, yeah).  This turned out to be more of an ordeal than we thought it would be.  The rule that we must have two girls on the field at all times made setting up a team difficult, since there are a lack of females at our work already, and many of them are leaving us or already joined other teams.  (I think we smell bad).  But, it all worked out, and we set up a team that was seemingly dominant.  I mean, c'mon, we were a team of young, energetic, atheltic people ready to knock some out of the park and score (my prediction) at least 7 runs per game and win 5 in a row for the championship.  I may have been a little cocky.

A lot cocky.

It did not go well.  We lost 5-1.  My solo shot in the 3rd inning was the only mark on the board.  I wouldn't say the team we were playing was "old" but they were definitely older than us.  And 5-1 doesn't even give the blowout justice.  They had quite a few more hits than we did and there were at least 2 innings that we faced less than 5 pitches as a team.  These experienced veterans were much better than us, and it turns out, team chemistry was important, as they have been a team for the past 3 (or 4) years.

Now this loss was very dissapointing, and it got me thinking, I have lost to some "seasoned veterans" quite a bit since this summer began.  I am also in a golf league, made up of mostly retirees from my company.  Guess how many matches me and my teammate LeRoy have won.  TAKE IT LEBRON!!!



Well, LeBron, you're definitely closer this time, just not quite correct.  We have not won 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, or 7 times.  We have, in fact, won ZERO times.  These retirees kick our ass week after week.  The closest we have come is 12.5 to 5.5 and we are in dead last in the league.  I mean, they do get out there and play a heck of a lot more than us, since much of our time is spent working or drinking at the Dash-In.  However, they also need to use a 3 wood for shots that I use a 7 iron for, surely we could win at least one, right? Nopety, nopety, nope.

Well, luckly, I have some oppotunities to stop this trend coming up.  We have a golf match tomorrow afternoon and our first game in the losers bracket of the Wiffleball tournament on Thursday.  I hope I will be able to seize one of those opportunities for a victory.  We shall see.  I know my sabertooth tiger is probably cheering against me in my quest for a victory over the experienced.

But, still, Goodnight Cathy.

PS, there was a saber tooth tiger sighting today, made by my very own golf partner.  (Allegedly)

PPS tomorrow will begin a special new joint blogging section with matthewtwhuang.com .  BE EXCITED!!