View From the Cheap Seats
5/14/2012 10:31:00 PM | Baseball
JACKSONVILLE, Fla. – Hello again and welcome to another installment of View From the Cheap Seats.
Sometimes writing this blog is difficult. What do I write about? What do I talk about? Will anyone even care what I write? And then other weeks, the blog is extremely easy.
The baseball team played at Mercer this past weekend. It did not go the way everyone had hoped and the weather was not very pleasant on the final day of competition. But sometimes, even in the worst circumstances, the best memories can be made.
Sunday's final game was scheduled to start at 1:00 p.m., but with all the precipitation falling from the sky (you guys know I am superstitious about saying the “R” word), a one o'clock start time just wasn't in the cards.
While sitting in the dugout watching the wet stuff continue to dampen the already drenched tarp, I was talking with Smoke about various things. The guys were filing in slowly but surely from the batting cages. I could tell they were getting antsy. Prior to going into the cages, the team and I were just sitting on the bus… waiting. It is never any fun to just sit and wait.
I don't know who struck first but our players started looking over towards the other dugout at the Mercer players. They also looked like they were ready to do something… pull the tarp… start warming up… anything.
It started with a baseball. Just an ordinary baseball. White. Dirtied by clay and games played. Red stitching. Added to it? A tic-tac-toe board. Where to play? (I am pretty sure the Ospreys were “Xs” and the Bears were “Os”, but one of the players can correct me if I am wrong). One team would play and then hurl the ball over to the opposing dugout.
At one point, one of the players acted as if the ball was a grenade. From there the “battle” escaladed. Baseball bats were placed upon shoulders to mimic rifles. Baseballs became grenades. And a good old fashioned game of “war” was started.
Ryan Roberson, a field general in this battle, dawned a helmet and some war paint. He fashioned a pair of binoculars to observe his enemy from the safety of the barracks. Evan Stermer and Trey Ferrano added scopes to their rifles for better accuracy. Paul Karmeris felt that the everyday artillery wasn't enough and made himself a rocket launcher to get things done in a hurry.
I tweeted earlier about the on-going discussion on the bus about who would win in a fight between Batman and Iron Man. Well, during this battle, Tyler Marincov raided the equipment. He grabbed a catcher's chest protector. He put on Corey Bass' shin guards. He used Roberson's shin guards as battle armor for his arms. He turned himself into a poor man's Iron Man. With the help of teammates, Iron Covy even flew.
Shout out to all the guys involved in the “battle” for entertaining me during the hour and a half long weather delay. It is a memory that will stay with me for years to come. Shout out to Robo – North Florida Field General – for leading the team to a win in the battle. Booyah!
Ok. I will stop rambling now, but keep watching for more blogs and remember; there is nothing like the view from the cheap seats.
Sometimes writing this blog is difficult. What do I write about? What do I talk about? Will anyone even care what I write? And then other weeks, the blog is extremely easy.
The baseball team played at Mercer this past weekend. It did not go the way everyone had hoped and the weather was not very pleasant on the final day of competition. But sometimes, even in the worst circumstances, the best memories can be made.
Sunday's final game was scheduled to start at 1:00 p.m., but with all the precipitation falling from the sky (you guys know I am superstitious about saying the “R” word), a one o'clock start time just wasn't in the cards.
While sitting in the dugout watching the wet stuff continue to dampen the already drenched tarp, I was talking with Smoke about various things. The guys were filing in slowly but surely from the batting cages. I could tell they were getting antsy. Prior to going into the cages, the team and I were just sitting on the bus… waiting. It is never any fun to just sit and wait.
I don't know who struck first but our players started looking over towards the other dugout at the Mercer players. They also looked like they were ready to do something… pull the tarp… start warming up… anything.
It started with a baseball. Just an ordinary baseball. White. Dirtied by clay and games played. Red stitching. Added to it? A tic-tac-toe board. Where to play? (I am pretty sure the Ospreys were “Xs” and the Bears were “Os”, but one of the players can correct me if I am wrong). One team would play and then hurl the ball over to the opposing dugout.
At one point, one of the players acted as if the ball was a grenade. From there the “battle” escaladed. Baseball bats were placed upon shoulders to mimic rifles. Baseballs became grenades. And a good old fashioned game of “war” was started.
Ryan Roberson, a field general in this battle, dawned a helmet and some war paint. He fashioned a pair of binoculars to observe his enemy from the safety of the barracks. Evan Stermer and Trey Ferrano added scopes to their rifles for better accuracy. Paul Karmeris felt that the everyday artillery wasn't enough and made himself a rocket launcher to get things done in a hurry.
I tweeted earlier about the on-going discussion on the bus about who would win in a fight between Batman and Iron Man. Well, during this battle, Tyler Marincov raided the equipment. He grabbed a catcher's chest protector. He put on Corey Bass' shin guards. He used Roberson's shin guards as battle armor for his arms. He turned himself into a poor man's Iron Man. With the help of teammates, Iron Covy even flew.
Shout out to all the guys involved in the “battle” for entertaining me during the hour and a half long weather delay. It is a memory that will stay with me for years to come. Shout out to Robo – North Florida Field General – for leading the team to a win in the battle. Booyah!
Ok. I will stop rambling now, but keep watching for more blogs and remember; there is nothing like the view from the cheap seats.
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