O Captain, me, Captain?
Jul. 24th, 2008 11:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
penfield"Superior leaders get things done with very little motion. They impart instruction not through many words, but through a few deeds. They keep informed about everything but interfere hardly at all. They are catalysts, and though things would not get done as well if they were not there, when they succeed they take no credit. And, because they take no credit, credit never leaves them."
- Lao Tzu (Chinese mystic philosopher)
Softball Game: July 16, 2008
LOST 20-6, record 6-3
Our usual captain was out of town this week, and as one of the longest-tenured players on the team (and as the type of guy who actually takes things like this seriously), he asked me if I could handle some of the administrative duties for this week's game.
Of course, I said, because I have an unquenchable thirst for power, and I wanted to wield that power to ensure that we played this week.
I won't go through all the procedural machinations that go along with softball captaincy, but suffice it to say that the experience managed to turn my usual joy and enthusiasm for softball into a master's seminar of anxiety, like doing paperwork in a free-falling elevator.
I will note that as part of my duties, I had to scramble for a new opponent when our originally scheduled opponent bailed on short notice. I thought I was pretty deft when I pounced on another spurned team, until I realized that the team was ranked No. 15 in the league, a synergistic organism of brute strength and athletic grace. Speaking to a representative from their team before the game, he noted how pleased he were that I had called, since most other teams were "afraid" of them.
And yes, they ended up kicking the holy shit out of us, but I would contend that they got the benefit of some luck where we didn't, and if we played them another four times we could easily win two of them. Also, they were so sportsmanlike in victory that I still had fun even when they were beating our brains in; it wasn't like we were losing to a bunch of braying jackasses.
Personally, I felt like I played pretty well, despite the explosion in my ERA; I came away with two solid singles, and my one out was my hardest-hit ball in weeks. It really is too bad it landed in the left fielder's glove.
My statistics:
AB#1: Single up the middle
AB#2: Flyout to deep left
AB#3: Single to right-center
2-for-3
6 IP, 20 runs
Season-to-date
14 for 22 (.636), 11 runs, 7 RBI, 3 HR
35 IP, 81 runs (20.83 RA/9, 16.20 RA/7)
- Lao Tzu (Chinese mystic philosopher)
Softball Game: July 16, 2008
LOST 20-6, record 6-3
Our usual captain was out of town this week, and as one of the longest-tenured players on the team (and as the type of guy who actually takes things like this seriously), he asked me if I could handle some of the administrative duties for this week's game.
Of course, I said, because I have an unquenchable thirst for power, and I wanted to wield that power to ensure that we played this week.
I won't go through all the procedural machinations that go along with softball captaincy, but suffice it to say that the experience managed to turn my usual joy and enthusiasm for softball into a master's seminar of anxiety, like doing paperwork in a free-falling elevator.
I will note that as part of my duties, I had to scramble for a new opponent when our originally scheduled opponent bailed on short notice. I thought I was pretty deft when I pounced on another spurned team, until I realized that the team was ranked No. 15 in the league, a synergistic organism of brute strength and athletic grace. Speaking to a representative from their team before the game, he noted how pleased he were that I had called, since most other teams were "afraid" of them.
And yes, they ended up kicking the holy shit out of us, but I would contend that they got the benefit of some luck where we didn't, and if we played them another four times we could easily win two of them. Also, they were so sportsmanlike in victory that I still had fun even when they were beating our brains in; it wasn't like we were losing to a bunch of braying jackasses.
Personally, I felt like I played pretty well, despite the explosion in my ERA; I came away with two solid singles, and my one out was my hardest-hit ball in weeks. It really is too bad it landed in the left fielder's glove.
My statistics:
AB#1: Single up the middle
AB#2: Flyout to deep left
AB#3: Single to right-center
2-for-3
6 IP, 20 runs
Season-to-date
14 for 22 (.636), 11 runs, 7 RBI, 3 HR
35 IP, 81 runs (20.83 RA/9, 16.20 RA/7)
