It was a dazzlingly sunny October morn with temperatures that, like the Channel Islands in WWII, or my pitching, started off nippy but ended up aiding and comforting the enemy. The vaunted, vintage Vans of Eric-JD-Mark struck early and appeared dominant. But the Hardy Halens' fielding and batting slowly warmed to the task and they death-by-papercutted the Guys in the White Hats until they'd captured the lead, never to relinquish. Before he had to dash off early, Zack turned in one of the highest density quality innings you could want: mowed us down in succession, raced to the plate as leadoff batter, went yard immediately, grabbed his stuff and vanished in a cloud of dust before we knew what hit us. Fielding was really the theme today tho. The first two (eventually meaningless) batters of the day got on on two consecutive dropped pop-ups, due mostly to cold hands and a truly blinding morning sun. But from then on out it seemed everybody brought their track shoes and ate their wheaties today because half the ABs ended in somebody scampering over to snag an out. With the exception of Pete's 800 or so hard slappers straight to the edge of the pitchers mound which I don't think anybody managed to field off their shins. Oh, and there were donuts and a brief timeout for some Amish-looking dude and his kids. All part of the show, folks!
Eric, JD, Mark ............................... 18 hits, 6 runs
Adrian, Peter, Walker, Zack .......... 21 hits, 8 runs
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