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Friday, September 12, 2008 

Big Al's showboats in his LastCut

Many of you youngins' did not have the privilege to watch Ricky Henderson during his glory years. He was often known for his uncanny ability to steal bases and hit lead off homeruns. He was also the T.O, Ocho Cinco or Usain Bolt of his time. Luckily for the members of The Last Cut softball team, they have their own homegrown showboater. Enter Big Al...

(Big Al is patrolling the outfield from chipmunks, squirrels and skunks.)

The Last Cut lost their last game on Wednesday 7-13 to Armed & Dangerous.  My speech before the game set the tone with a quick 4 run first inning, however we fizzled as the game went on.  We could have and should have won the game. I'll take a lot of the blame. I went 0-4, all being non-productive at-bats. Maybe it was because I was playing out of position. For one of the first times I played right field.
(Moments before the monster pop out.  I did get the opposing team's fans on their feet.)

The right fielder usually is the least talented defensive player. I single handedly undid that stereotype. In the bottom of the 6th inning, a high fly ball by the clean up hitter was hit to me. No problem. Can of corn. We were already losing, so I decided to do the Ricky Henderson snatch catch. I couldn't find any online video of it, but you can do a search for it and many website are pretty descriptive.  It's basically catching a simple fly ball with only your gloved hand and immediately and with authority bringing your arm down to your side.  It's like the Karate Kid wax on, wax off type of motion but down to your waist.  This showboating didn't sit too well with the batter.  I couldn't hear him from the outfield, but I knew he was jawing off at me.

(Team manager Teddy, Big Al, Mike, Joel, Shep, James, Eddie, Steve, Chris & Tik-tock.  We're #4!)

This last game also brought the retirement of Joel.  He's been playing softball for 30+ years, and he's decided to call it quits.  We'll have a bobblehead day in honor for him next year.

Now it's off to winter league in Venezuela or Mexico or Caracas.  I have to improve on my less than acceptable year at the plate.

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