Ooooooooooooooo....Not Again!

Friday, May 16, 2008

Sad morning to you sports fans.

With the winds blowing the black rain clouds East, then West, then back again; so went our night of misery and defeat. Back and forth, we battled only to be overtaken at the end of each game on the rain soaked diamond.

The first game ended 9 to 7 and the second game ended 14 to 12 to chalk us up for the season at 0-4. Now some people may think this is looking bad for the home team here, but something happened at the starting of the next set of games that reminded me why we play ball in the first place.

I offered the remaining bottled water to the team taking our dugout at the end of our second game and one of their team mates asked if I had any Budweiser in there, he’d take it. Seeing that we play to glorify God and not Anheuser-Bush, I had to respond in the negative.

We play ALL our team members and we do it in a spirit of fun and camaraderie to the glory of God. Chalking up a victory on mans board is nowhere near as important as banking one in Heaven. Can I get an Amen???

Now…Thunder follows Lighting! That’s right…Debbye, “Thunder,” Whitehurst followed our Jeni, “Lighting,” Harrison in getting on base and then being able to run the bases to home after some mighty great hits from their teammates. (You know they had to be great hits for this pair to make it home.) Au…moving on before I get clobbered.

Jack, “Iron Man,” Sheets pitched the first game and, again, make some really great plays. Catching a line drive for an out, Ole Iron Man said it was a matter of survival that he was able to snag that old fireball.

“Missile,” Mike Harrison pitched the second game and, SURPRISINGLY, did a great job. Mr. In The Groove keep us in the game…till the dooms day ending of “Hot Potato” took us down.

Our Rosie, “Daughter of Flash,” did her usual digging in at the batters plate that sparked comments from the dug out, “What in the world is she doing?” Rosie has a procedure to ready herself to bat that kinda resembles a duck preparing a nest. Hey, if it helps, go for it.

“Down Town,” Faye Reel was with us for the first time this year and did her usual good job. We need her to divorce her other league and…oh well, that is being covetous. (tear drop)

Wow! Every mouth dropped open when “Raging,” Ray Williams hit one over the back fence, like days of old. This powerhouse had two of the opponents players with their faces smashed into the chain link and their glove hand waving Bye-Bye to the still flying ball. I can imagine the reports still coming in of a UFO trailing a fireball spotted over Virginia Beach.

Poor ole Angie, “Ouch,” Sebree was kinda quiet out there. Her hubby, “T.B.” James Sebree was unable to make the games. We sure missed her screams…oh, I mean, War Yells. A couple of those yelps could have spurred us on to victory. (That and perhaps all our team hanging onto the ball a little better.) Do I hear, “HOT POTATO?”

Well, our hubby and wife duo of John, “Bad Boy,” Bovender and Wanda, “Bad Girl,” Bovender stepped up to the plate. John did a superb job at bat and on third base. Consistency made him shine. Ole “Bad Girl” played better than she has to date. Way to go you two!

Gillian, “Toughie,” Duffy was a little down because her batting was off but, she was perked up by her hubby, Mike, Roughie,” Duffy who hit a home run and who made many exceptional plays to keep us in the games. (Now, I know these nicknames seem a little…silly, but you try to rhyme Duffy!!!)

Hey, ole “Hooo-Whaa,” Jack Waller was all over the place as always. This Marine is one tough cookie. His precious wife and ex-Marine, Elizabeth, “Stretch,” Waller struggled at bat also, but she is standing with the best of them and is expected to be outstanding before the season is over.

Let it Rain! I was afraid to shout this as Linda, “Rain,” Showers took her bat. The rain was kind and held off somewhat, but Linda stoked up the field with her, “good as usual,” play.

Our injured team mates, from last week, were back and turned in some great plays showing you can’t keep a good man down. Our thanks to Bob, “Mean Lean Bean,” Stueber and Ron, “Smoking,” Girard for pushing through and getting back out there adding to our team effort.

It’s not whether you win our lose; it’s how you play the game. Now I know we had a bad case of, “HOT POTATO,” there at the end and we gave up a lot of runs because of it, but our team did the best they could to win these softball games. They showed the best of sportsmanship and love for our Savior than any team out there. We take our bows at the foot of the cross and stand with our heads held high, because we have represented Jesus and His grace to a league tainted by the world around us. So many of the other teams in this CHURCH league, look, act, and speak like the world. Our victories may not be posted on-line with the recreation center, but they are posted in Heaven. Our greatest fan is Jesus and we play for Him. To that we shout…AMEN!

I am proud to report the actions of the Trinity Warriors; God’s first team; the Home Team.

Till next time, I remain, yours truly, 911, Reserve Extraordinary,
Lucian Thompson