After vanquishing the #1 seed in the semi finals (9-1...what happened there?), the Jorts faced a familiar foe in the finals. The competition was a fierce, hungry, and well matched adversary. Similar lineups, positioning and hitting style created a final for the ages, as the lead changed multiple times on great hits, costly errors and gutsy base running. Truth be told, that juiced and mostly round kickball ruled the night, allowing for quick throws and searing hits. Sadly we won 6-5 on a walk in run, which is no way to win a championship. However, with the bases loaded, at the end of the day, you still need to get the ball somewhat near the plate. We don't believe in bunting and Mike would have kicked it if it was anywhere near the zone. Not to mention we were away and the other team had a chance to tie it up in the bottom of the 7th, which they almost did, as we recorded the final out with the bases packed. Anyway, big shout outs to Corinn, our finals MVP for a badly needed monster hit that drove in a couple RBIs, to Bre for being our super solid swing player and filling in all season long (I believe she needs to go on a date with Fuckface McSniffHair if she doesn't fully join), and to Bob for his last run. He unbelievably went 6-0 over 2 years and several different fields. If that's not a hall of fame stat i don't know what is. Plus he only fired like 2 or 3 people from the team, which I'm sure must have been the toughest part for him.
Every once and a while kickball gets real. That's what #11 looks like...that and Jake's back...I'll miss Cletus when he's gone...
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