I didn't start blogging last year until the end of the summer, after the SU Intramural Summer Softball season was over, so my Devoted Readers haven't yet had the chance to share with me the glory, agony, and ennui that is summer softball.
So anyway, our team name, in honor of the fact that nearly half of us are currently dissertating, is One Inch Margins. And as has been pointed out to me, yes, technically it should be One and a Quarter Inch Margins, but as captain, I take a little creative license to make it simpler. We lost a number of players off of last year's team, so we're still feeling our way a bit. We were rained out on Monday, but did get a game in today. Thanks to a little bit of pitching trouble on the other squad, we jumped out fast in the second inning and never looked back. Final score? 28-6.
A pretty solid day for me, all around. Hit a couple of doubles on the way to a 5 for 6 performance from the plate, and on the mound, I think I ran one or two people to 2-ball counts, but that was it. No walks, and with the exception of a 4-run inning, we kept the other team pretty well controlled. They had a lot of players new to the game of softball, so it was nice and casual, and it was the first time that we had actually played as a team. Color us 1-0...
Intramural softball! How I miss it. When I was at the University of Tennessee, the English grad students played intramural softball, basketball, and volleyball (I only played softball). We won the tournament one year; I still wear my "Champion" shirt proudly. :-)
No champion shirts round these parts, unfortunately. There are a couple of really good legacy teams who compete every year for those....
The peak of my IM sports career was Ultimate Frisbee in college. No championship there either, but my sophomore year, our team was probably 2nd or 3rd best out of about 35. Our team name was Boat of Car (after the They Might Be Giants song), and we played the song on a boombox after each score and sang along as a team (it was only like 30 seconds long). By mid-season, teams wanted to play us (officially or not) to try and keep up from playing it. We were like the Atlanta Braves of Carleton's IM sports world...