Thursday, June 12, 2008

The OW's First Game: A Recap

The Oscar Wildes were well prepared for their first game last night. Unfortunately, however, neither the opposing team nor the umpire got the memo that the contest would be determined by fashion points, and so despite looking fabulous in their new white and green jerseys, the Oscar Wildes suffered their first defeat of the season at the hands of an entirely un-uniformed team named Holy Cow who just happened to score more runs.

Although the game as a whole went into the L column, there were many smaller victories to celebrate.

First, we managed to successfully maintain the requisite minimum number of girls at all times. Although apparently that fourth girl wasn’t doing a very good job, judging by the fact that ump stopped the game after my first at-bat to make sure our batting order was alternating male/female (I’d like to think it was because he was so impressed by my hit (which barely cleared the infield) and not the fact that I look like a guy. Yeah.)

Victory number two: It wasn’t a shutout. Danny scored a run.

And, most important: I feel as though Oscar (“Work is the curse of the drinking classes”) Wilde would be happy with our performance. Thanks to Scott for the cooler of Curveball. Perhaps some Pete’s Wicked Rally Cap Ale for our next game? Not like we’ll need it because I’m sure we’ll be leading the entire game next time.

All in all, in conclusion, to sum it all up, at the end of the day, the Oscar Wildes showed that they are a force to be reckoned with. Holy Cow reckoned with us and won, but next time it will be different.

MVP of the game? I’m not very good with names, but it was definitely the player wearing #826.

The next game is next Monday--same time, same place, different opponent. Be sure to stay tuned. The Oscar Wildes are poised to become the best softball team in the Queen Anne League named after a 19th century Irish writer.

1 comment:

Rebecca said...

Is avoiding being shut out for the whole season grounds for some kind of wild card pity slot in the playoffs? Here's hopin'!