Mall Ball
For those of you who know me (and I am assuming you do because you are reading this, but you never know) you know that I like politics and softball. Well, today (and two weeks ago) they merged. Today, our game was at the National Mall with the Washington Monument in the background. Very picturesque place to play.
Well, that’s where the picturesque-ness (not a word, I know) ends. The field was deplorable. No infield to speak of sans a few patches of dirt where there used to be an infield. The outfield grass ranged from about 1 and a half inches high to 3 inches high. Let me take this moment to talk about humidity. There is nothing good to say about it. After about 5 minutes, I was drenched in sweat and the shade provides no relief. For 7 innings, we drudged it out. We were dragging the last two. We ended up winning 22-10.
Did I have fun? Of course I did. I don’t usually toot my own horn, but toot toot. I was 2-3 with a triple, sac fly and 3 RBIs. YOUR Heritage Capitalist Tools are 8-2 and in first place in the Whig division of the Washington DC Think Tank League.
Oh yeah, I was in Austin, TX this weekend.
Todd