Play Ball
Got a call last week from my softball team asking if I would play for them last night. Didn’t really want to play but I was the ninth guy and they were desperate. So off I went to the Baptist Village in Petach Tikva.
As far as Israel goes the facilities there are outstanding. A perfectly manicured baseball and softball field side by side. There is the added bonus of playing under lights which is always exciting.
When we arrived I thought I was on the set of the Bad News Bears. We had only turned up with the minimum nine guys, while the other team had about 16 plus a masseuse, physiotherapist and dietician.
I knew they were taking things a bit too far when I got an up close glimpse of them and saw they even had the black war paint under the eyes.
The game was a tale of two teams. In the red corner was us, chilled and relaxed, just wanting to have fun. And in the anal retentive corner was them, hyped up as if this Game 7 of the World Series.
I normally play right field but with us having someone even less adept than me playing, I was moved to second base. Took one catch and for the most part it was uneventful in the infield.
Alas, for every single thing which happened in the game they had an annoying chant or cliché to say.
In the end we were simply too rusty and just didn’t give much of a toss so went down without much of a fight. That was a great thing as we managed to get home quicker.
But if anyone out there is interested in playing softball, the team is on the look-out for some able bodies so drop me a line.
As far as Israel goes the facilities there are outstanding. A perfectly manicured baseball and softball field side by side. There is the added bonus of playing under lights which is always exciting.
When we arrived I thought I was on the set of the Bad News Bears. We had only turned up with the minimum nine guys, while the other team had about 16 plus a masseuse, physiotherapist and dietician.
I knew they were taking things a bit too far when I got an up close glimpse of them and saw they even had the black war paint under the eyes.
The game was a tale of two teams. In the red corner was us, chilled and relaxed, just wanting to have fun. And in the anal retentive corner was them, hyped up as if this Game 7 of the World Series.
I normally play right field but with us having someone even less adept than me playing, I was moved to second base. Took one catch and for the most part it was uneventful in the infield.
Alas, for every single thing which happened in the game they had an annoying chant or cliché to say.
In the end we were simply too rusty and just didn’t give much of a toss so went down without much of a fight. That was a great thing as we managed to get home quicker.
But if anyone out there is interested in playing softball, the team is on the look-out for some able bodies so drop me a line.
posted by Dot Co Dot Il at 9:55 AM
3 Comments:
there's a regular softball league in Israel???
i have a good softball chant for those who are religiously observant. next time you're on the field and feel the need to rouse up your team a bit..:
rah-rah-ree!
kick em in the knee!
rah-rah-rass!
kick em in the...other knee!
AFI - Most certainly. As well as a regular cricket one.
BUTC - Thanks. I'll keep that in mind ;)
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