Good Lord Number 31 - Rekickulous is beyond snake bit

Well after 2 delays due to rain and smoke from Canada drifting south, we finally played our arch frenemies, Rekickulous in the finals...again.  Rekickulous pitched a guy, so we had to respond in kind. They struck first, capitalizing from an error at second base from our fill-in Abbey (Chelsey was up north, I assume it had nothing to do with a guy and everything to do with helping Canada fight those fires), and a communication error also at second base. Anyway, after trailing 1-0, Abbey started off our rally with a legitimate hit and working her around the bases.  I finally got up and pulled a Jake, blooping one over second base, only for it to drop due to the second basemen and right fielder afraid to collide with each other.  That scored the last run of the game, as it ended 2-1.  I don't know how Rekickulous keeps losing its baffling to me.  Special shout out to Steve for pitching a great game. And to Abbey the MVP of the game for getting a legit single and starting the rally.  Well played all around.  #31 in the books.  We cant have too many more left.

Al "The Professor" as hellbent on making the lineup:

1) Al 3B
2) Steve P
3) Cassidy 1B
4) Shannon SS
5) Jordan CF 
6) Matt LF
7) Keira RC
8) Nick OF/SS sub 
9) Ryan OF/1B sub 
10) Hahn RF
11) Jill LC
12) Abbey 2B

 

Also just noting this was the last weekend for Krupas, as after 104 years they are selling the bar.  A new owner outside the family is taking over. It will shutdown for months and renovated.  It will surely lose its charm, and most if not all the locals that go there will probably fade into the obscurity of the city.  It was an outpost and an oasis on the far side of Fairmount. The neighborhood will be worse off without it. Fuck man. Personal devastation.

 

 

Keep It Moving

We finally, after quite a long time, missed playoffs. And we did it without losing a game. 2 wins and 3 ties. Or four ties?  I dunno. Due to rain only top 4 made playoffs.  So it goes, and on to another season.

 

 

The Big Three Oh

 On yet another ripping Thursday night in northeast philly, we took the field in the championship game against our old arch nemesis Kiet and his hungry Rekickulous team (thats not spelled correctly). An early error led us to a 4 run lead, followed by a massive offensive drought.  Then a third base error led to Rekickulous quickly reclaiming 3 runs.  However, time ran out and The Jorts captured their much sought after 30th career regular season championship.  Damn. Shout out to Jill for her excellent pitching, and Meghan in the outfield for a top 3 all time catch.  Unreal.  Im not really sure what other long term goals we have as a team.  Maybe the end is in the near future? This is our 16th season.  Im old now.

 

 

29 With Extra Sauce

We started the championship with an error in center that damn neared rolled to the fence and costed two runs. We got one back fairly quickly, then gave another run up.  The rest of the night proceeded 3-1, the entire team kicking horribly, committing...well, I lost count at four errors but we had more.  The game was basically wrapped up.  So bottom of the seventh, end of game, our lead off somehow takes a walk, even though he should have struck out twice. Unbelievable. Then we finally get a decent hit. Then another.  And a throwing error while Zach is sprinting home is wildly off target so we tie the game. It was weird as hell. All we had to do was collect our last three out and end this miserable game we just played and go home losers for the year. Although here we were, headed to overtime for some strange reason. They started the opposing team with a runner on second, but we held. Then we got up and immediately moved our guy to third. Crotty came to the plate and just needed a sacrifice fly to the outfield to win it.  He laced it to right center for a hit and the game winner.  #29 was unexpected.  It was only the second seasonal championship of the year.  So The Jorts ended up 2 for 4 for the year. Not terrible for year 15. Most of us are old. Serious old.

 

Also, at the end of October, we won our second tournament.  I guess it was the first one HeyDay put on? I dunno, who cares.

28 is great

Number 28 is in the books with both sides having players missing all over the place.  Final score I believe was 4-2. Meg returned for the first time in a long time, Nicole snagged another pinch-sub medal, and Al decided to play for us instead of his double dipping team, as to not get murdered in his sleep.  I was grateful as I didn't have to play third.  If Al would have played for the other team, that would have been...

some real Hahn shit right there...or so the saying goes. 

Gabon the Mighty

April 18

Gabon decided to haunt the diamond tonight and accompany himself with his known bottle of spirits at first base for whomever gets a hit.  A head also made an appearance.  And the shame bells.  

27 Is For Lovers As Well?

October 26 2023

 

EwwwWeeee...that was a humdinger of a final for the last session of the year.  Thanks to the new ref allowing bunting for the first time all season, we immediately fell behind 1-0 in the first inning.  We ended up finally knotting it up 1-1 before breaking it open with bomb to center right that got by the center fielder and rolled to the fence.  The play at the plate was as close as it could have been, with bang bang play resulting in the ref calling us safe by the thinnest of hairs.  Hooting and hollering preceded, in which their third basement yelled "Fuck You! Fuck You!" repeatedly.  So I hit him with the shimmy and well...he didnt appreciate that. Plenty more "Fuck Yous" were shouted.  More dancing ensued. 4-1 final.  Jorts #27.