Co-ed church-league softball. Now there's a series of words to strike fear into the hearts of bystanders. Co-ed! Church-league! Softball! Hmm. Ok, so maybe it doesn't sound so tough. But it sure is fun. My dad's little church has three teams in the league; the people here do love softball. I'm on a team with Dad, brother Dave (now at college - booo), my 70-year old aunt, and an assortment of others, and we are surprising ourselves and our loyal fans by kicking some hiney in the year-end tournament right now! Last night was a win that has us in the seat for a top placement. Two more games and we take it, but naturally we're coming up against the hardest teams next.
My family is into brackets. Dad always coached us girls in softball and the boys in wrestling, and he's a strategizer. There's much bracket-talk before, after, and in between games. We have the bracket for this tournament all drawn up, and we're filling it in as we go with the names of the winners and losers. Sounds so harsh. How about winners and....people who get to go home and do other things than softball with the last days of summer. Church-league softball is a staple around my folks' place, so I guess it took Jason's objective perspective to clue us in to the hilarity of the conversations: "Did St. Matthews ten-run Trinity?" "New Covenant beat the liver out of Dwelling Place." And then there's the favorite, which we happily got to use last night: "We spanked Risen Christ." Expect to hear word of our house being struck by lightening very soon.
5 comments:
interesting...
I'm new at this blog thing, but perhaps I should prepare for the random comments from 19-year old Malaysian elves?
I never would've guessed...
As much as I'd like to, I'm not going to comment on the other comments left on your page. Man, I really laughed at "we spanked Risen Christ" Well done.
Thanks Dayn.
Don't know if you'll ever look at this post again to see my response to your comment, but what I want to say is this:
Part of what makes it so funny is the mental harkening back to "mopped up the floor with Blessed Heart of Mary" from Waiting for Guffman.
Man, it's been so long since I've watched that movie. When I get some friends here I'll have to tens their true compatibility by showing them Guffman. And no, I don't normally look back at people's blogs to see responses to my own comments. Just happenstance this time.
When were these spanking powers acquired? I can only assume after my visit because I recall the only match I observed was an unfortunate loss...but anyway, moving swiftly on.
I remember a cool phrase of your dad's, when some poor girl was batting (is this the correct term, forgive me) and he was stood at the gate telling her something, also in full ear shot of the bowler (again, forgive me) when he said 'Make him throw you a meat ball and then get allllll over it'. I laughed at this and my day and indeed life would be made complete if I could have recorded it as my text message sound for my phone.
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