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Originally Posted by John McClane
I never played leagues, of course, this was just when we played in school
Yeah, eventually I just stopped swinging all together and tried to egg the pitcher into hitting me. That was a far more successful way of getting me on base
It's definitely hard. I didn't really hit in Little League until my last year. Was really good at fielding, though! Have always found that more fun/satisfying.
I can only reiterate ....
..... You can't beat a good auld stickbat shinning - I wholeheartedly approve of your juvenile revenge tactic
Bravo Sir, bravo!
..... You can't beat a good auld stickbat shinning - I wholeheartedly approve of your juvenile revenge tactic
Bravo Sir, bravo!
Originally Posted by Chypmunk
"accidentally"
*snigger*
You can't beat a good auld stickbat shinning - I wholeheartedly approve of your juvenile revenge tactic
*snigger*
You can't beat a good auld stickbat shinning - I wholeheartedly approve of your juvenile revenge tactic
We were bored. We found a bag of crushed aluminum (I believe that's al-yew-mini-yum to you weirdos across the pond) cans in his garage for recycling, and three baseball bats. We invented a version of golf, pointing to a shrub and claiming par 3, then we each knocked our can with the bat until getting to the goal.
A few rounds of that was enough. But we found a half-deflated kick-ball way back in the yard, in the ditch behind his house. NEW GAME!
He guarded one side of the yard fence. Our friend guarded the other. I guarded the center. If one of them hit the ball (with bat) and got it past me AND the other friend, to the opposite fence, then he scored a point. If I managed to block from either direction, I scored a point. It was a great game for a while, then one of the kids found one of our flattened (and VERY sharp) cans from our rounds earlier. He smacked it with the bat and it buzzed me within a foot or two. The other kid saw how much that irritated me, so he hit the can back. Two or three volleys and I'm dodging for my life and getting pretty angry.
The one kid hit the projectile once more, but this time it made contact and sliced my knuckles. Enter yn-rage. I spun and slung the bat way the hell into the back lot (I thought), but it did actually curve some. Back in the direction of the "friend."
Cracked him right in the shin. lol. I'm PRETTY SURE I've told this story here though....