Amish Snatch Victory from Dogs
AP - What a month it has been for the
Amish!!
After taking three out of four in May, the Amish have been unbeatable in
June, winning their first four. They have outscored their opponents (who
have included the mighty River Rats and Diamondbacks) a combined 67-38.
Up next was their second meeting of the season with the Blue Dogs. This
was once one of the greatest rivalries in sports, but the last time they
met the Amish pounded the Blue Dogs 27-2. Was this game going to be closer?
Or had the Blue Dogs been spayed and/or neutered once and for all.
Things didn't look good for the Amish, as many of their regulars were no
shows. Dayman served a one game suspension for exposing himself at a drive-thru
window.
Crazy, always the two-sport athlete, picked golf over baseball this weekend.
Mark's dad couldn't give him a lift to the game.
And Joey Lang disappeared, that weekend (june 24th)
He was on a fishing trip (in a plane)
The last ball he ever caught, won the Amish the game.
They didn't lose another, until July 15th
The day he made another.
Luckily for the Amish, there was a keg party taking place in the area on
Saturday, which brought Normy and Schmidtty out for their first games of
the year. Their youthful enthusiasm and wide-eyed wonderment reminded the
veteran Amish what this game was all about.
Even with this newfound energy, the Amish found themselves in a good old-fashioned
bru-ha-ha. Each team scoring one, then giving one up. The Amish actually
outplayed the Blue Dogs through five, but found the score tied 5-5 due to
some defensive blunders.
However in the bottom of the sixth an event happened of such magnitude it's
almost impossible to describe. With one out, two men on, the Blue Dogs decided
to intentionally walk Scotty to get to James W. McWeiler. Due to a slow
start to the season, and the tear Scotty had been on, the Dogs thought this
was their best option.
Did it work out for them? Hell No!
Jimmy McWeiler watched the first pitch come in. "That's a good one," the
catcher said. The ball knocked on the plate.
As the next pitch came in, Weiler said, "That's a good one." then proceeded
to pound the piss out of that round little son-of-a-bitch.
The ball was gone, the bases were cleared, and the Amish were up 9-5 heading
into the 7th.
The Blue Dogs tried their best to make a game of it, but in the end came
up short, and the Amish won 9-8. A perfect June. An 8-1 record heading
into a much-deserved week off. With only five games left, the Amish are
poised like a cat to finish in first. Also much like a cat, the Amish lick
themselves a lot. Unlike a cat, they don't do this for hygiene reasons.
Like a cat would with a mouse though, they appear to be toying with the other
teams. Unlike a cat, they aren't really that fast or agile.
Whatever. Yeah Amish, Boo Cats, that's what I say.