It was a gooey morning of sustained guts, occasional glory, and near-constant midget jokes that saw two well-balanced (except Eric of course) teams stride onto the Elysian Fields of NBF and get right down to it. The Visiting Youngins fell behind early, snakebit by the wily veteran tacticians occupying the lower half of the scoreboard. Jeff broke it open with a laserbeam smash auto-triple off the wall that might've---just MIGHT've---gone far enough to clear the you-know-what. Sadly, the world will never know. Also, we'll never know because it was travelling at warp nine and won't return to this parsec of space until October 1st, 2082. Just in time for the 100th anniversary of Billy Joel's "52nd Street". The first album to be released on CD. Which will be the first album to be rereleased in N-dimensional Hilbert Space format.
But I digress...
The gap closing began with a pair of longlong dongdongs from Tom and Zach, the latter who also happened to be standing in precisely the same spot that about five of yours truly's chip-shot popups went straight to. Over and over again. With eerie consistency. Except when he was on the mound. Then I got a hit. Yay? And speaking of Zach's stuff...his final sequence of pitches against Jeff, with a man on and protecting a tenuous one-run lead...was nothing short of '95 Maddux-level perfection. "It's all about the finger pressure."
TLDR: Old dudes get nice lead, young dudes chip away and never quit til final out which was potential walk-off drama. But wasn't. Winner = Young Dudes. (But we'll be baaaaaack!)
Mark M, Tom, Walker, Zach - 9 runs, 21 hits
Adrian, Eric, Jeff, Pete - 8 runs, 18 hits
HR - Tom, Zach, Jeff
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