Linda and I spent Sunday in Blowing Rock, N.C., a town with the crack-smokingest name I have ever heard. It was the first game I've missed this season, and naturally it was a big one. After all, Steven wore a belt. Also, I received this e-mail from Sam, which made me giggle like the Pillsbury dough boy. (I mean, church softball on Sunday? Isn't that against the Bible?)--Joel
It sounds like you guys had a great time. Awesome. Softball was pretty fun, even though we did not get a great turnout. Basically they took batting practice for an hour before a church group from 5th and Baltic came over and challenged us to a game. There were two really friendly guys, one of whom was an amazing shortstop with a great arm. Unfortunately this guy alone could not off-set the baditude displayed by a 10 year old with an amazing haircut or the 5 or so other kids under 15 who were not totally coordinated. We ended up beating them 15-2 or 4 in 7 innings. Ben and Jesse and maybe Dan Check homered, Jeff got tagged out by a 13 yr old girl and then hit his head on the ground and had to come out for a couple of innings. He got back in there though. All in all, a pretty awesome end to the season.