Brer_Papa
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The Brer_Yodelers played the mimes on Friday. We won 90 to 0. In fact, the mimes hadn't scored a run yet. They are the sorriest team to cross a chalk line in the history of baseball.
A 10 run per inning rule was part of the relaxed rules. Otherwise, we would stil be scoring runs.
You see, when the mimes were up to bat, they came to the plate with an imaginary bat. All you had to do was pitch the ball anywhere arond the plate and the mime batter ould take a swing with no bat. 3 up...3 down.
When they took the field, they would pitch an imaginary ball, do imaginary grounders, make imaginary throws, and pretend they caught the ball.
To get around this, we just took a ball up to bat with us. tossed it in the air and smack the horsehide off it. In the meantime, the mimes would pretend to be making the plays and we would trot around the bases. Score our 10 runs per inning and then take defense.
Now, I should tell you, that catching the ball time after time while the mime whiffed with his imagnary bat was pretty boring...so i cooked up some signs for the infield.
I would pump my fist twice and put down some fingers indicating which infielder i was going to throw or roll the ball too. This would make it seem like the mime had actually done something baseball wise...
plus, it was fun to see the mime fight within himself...stay in character...or let some deep rooted baseball instinct take over. Either way, they made an out.
It was spooky playing them too because of their fans. Our side of the field was all loud and boisterous. Their side was eerily silent.
Spokyy too watchig them buy imagnary popcorn, nacho, cold drinks and beer...and paying for it with imaginary money. Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it.
Anyways, we go about our business in the Championship game. We go back onto the field in the bottom of the ninth leading 90 to 0. Their side is even quieter than usual.
Then, what may be the strangest inning ever took place....
we got 2 quick outs....6 pitches...6 strikes...2 outs....and our coach makes a pitching change...
Brer_Yodeler...the kiss up....whined and wheedled his way onto the pitching mound....
As the catcher, it is my job to warm him up....this guy couldn't hit water if he fell out of a boat...
The Mime batter steps into the batter's box...
to be continued....
A 10 run per inning rule was part of the relaxed rules. Otherwise, we would stil be scoring runs.
You see, when the mimes were up to bat, they came to the plate with an imaginary bat. All you had to do was pitch the ball anywhere arond the plate and the mime batter ould take a swing with no bat. 3 up...3 down.
When they took the field, they would pitch an imaginary ball, do imaginary grounders, make imaginary throws, and pretend they caught the ball.
To get around this, we just took a ball up to bat with us. tossed it in the air and smack the horsehide off it. In the meantime, the mimes would pretend to be making the plays and we would trot around the bases. Score our 10 runs per inning and then take defense.
Now, I should tell you, that catching the ball time after time while the mime whiffed with his imagnary bat was pretty boring...so i cooked up some signs for the infield.
I would pump my fist twice and put down some fingers indicating which infielder i was going to throw or roll the ball too. This would make it seem like the mime had actually done something baseball wise...
plus, it was fun to see the mime fight within himself...stay in character...or let some deep rooted baseball instinct take over. Either way, they made an out.
It was spooky playing them too because of their fans. Our side of the field was all loud and boisterous. Their side was eerily silent.
Spokyy too watchig them buy imagnary popcorn, nacho, cold drinks and beer...and paying for it with imaginary money. Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it.
Anyways, we go about our business in the Championship game. We go back onto the field in the bottom of the ninth leading 90 to 0. Their side is even quieter than usual.
Then, what may be the strangest inning ever took place....
we got 2 quick outs....6 pitches...6 strikes...2 outs....and our coach makes a pitching change...
Brer_Yodeler...the kiss up....whined and wheedled his way onto the pitching mound....
As the catcher, it is my job to warm him up....this guy couldn't hit water if he fell out of a boat...
The Mime batter steps into the batter's box...
to be continued....
Nite!
