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I played my fifth game of the season yesterday with my government-sponsored team. That team wears royal blue uniform shirts with their sponsor's name on the back and everything, but since I am an unaffiliated free agent, and I came late to the party, they didn't have a shirt for me. Generally I try to wear my royal-blue Adidas shirt to their games, but last week's game and yesterday's game both happened to fall inside my laundry cycle, meaning that I either had to use a pre-stinkified, hamper-contaminated shirt or find something else to wear. My only other royal blue option was my Superman t-shirt, which I hadn't ever worn before.

It was a total impulse buy, back in January, when I had a temporary Super-fixation and Aussie Outfitters was having a liquidation sale. The Superman t-shirt wasn't even part of the sale; it must be one of their more popular items because they charged me the full $14.99 for it, which isn't extravagant but still rather conspicuous for a 28-year old guy who doesn't live with his parents. The second I got it home, I thought to myself: why the hell did I buy this shirt? Especially since I already have in my closet approximately 4,000 t-shirts, so many that if I sewed them all together they could almost entirely cover Marlon Brando.

But here was my chance to make use of my investment. So I ended up wearing the Superman shirt, which is a pretty bold statement to make, I think, in an athletic environment. Along with the S on the front, there might as well be a big bulls-eye in the back. Before the game I was already imagining the many less-complimentary S-words that could be divined after a possible baserunning blunder.

As it happens, however, I turned in my best game of the season, going 4-5 – with my one out being my best knock of the day, but for it landing in the opposition player's outstretched glove. I also turned in a nice play at third base, a stop-and-gun across the diamond for an out. Coming in after the inning, the first baseman said "nice hose," which was a compliment I never ever thought I would receive, especially in the middle of the Mall.

I think I'll try and wear the shirt again next week. I'm leaving the red briefs at home, though.

Jason's Statistics, through five games:
Won-Lost: 3-2

Batting
At-bats: 16
Hits: 9
Batting Average: .562
Doubles/Triples/Home Runs: 3/0/0
Runs: 3
RBI: 0

Pitching
Innings: 16
Runs: 27
Run Average (9 inn): 15.18
Run Average (7 inn): 11.81

Date: 2008-06-26 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mearth.livejournal.com
So. This is where the nickname came from.

Date: 2008-06-26 04:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] enchanted-pants.livejournal.com
Nice research. Yes, this indeed is the Genesis for my nickname. At the end of that season, they even gave me a little trophy with a plastic Superman on it.

Last year, at Six Flags, I bought a Superman cape but I haven't had the guts to wear it in a game yet. Maybe this year.

Date: 2008-06-26 06:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mearth.livejournal.com
Cute... Well, wear it to the championships, at the very least.

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