Misc and Stuff
It's been such a busy week that I have completely neglected to post anything here. Here's an update:
Being "New England-y" (Mpls Ju term, not mine)
Mpls Ju was studying at Woods Hole on Cape Cod for the past couple weeks. I took Friday off of work and spent a day with her on Martha's Vineyard. We spent most of the day biking around the island. Given that I had not been on a real bike in who-knows-how-many-years, the 20-25 mile bike ride was exhausting, but the island is absolutely beautiful. It was my first trip to the Cape. Even though I didn't really get that far into the Cape this time, I'd like to get out there again.
Near Death Experience
RoopDogg and I went golfing at a 9-hole course near his apartment on Saturday afternoon. The course was pretty short, with no hole over 260 yards. A good golfer could drive the green on most of the par-4 holes, which created a couple of tense moments during our round. On the ~210 yard hole #4, we signaled the group behind us to tee off once we reached the green, per course guidelines. We stood well behind the green since we thought we would be safe there. We watched the second guy tee-off, but we lost sight of the ball in the sun as it traveled towards the green. Next thing I know, I see the ball bouncing on the ground about 15 feet away from me. I never saw it or heard it. I looked over at RoopDogg. He had not moved and was clearly in shock. Apparently the ball missed his head by about 2 feet. He never saw it either, but he heard it scream by hit head at a very high speed before landing a few feet behind him. Talk about your close calls.
When we were on the green at the 260 yard hole #9, RoopDogg was lining up his birdie putt when a golf ball landed on the green about 10 feet away from him. Apparently, the same guy managed to drive the green, but this time we had not waived them through. RoopDogg was almost killed again and was (justifiably pissed this time).
Despite the multiple near-death experiences, RoopDogg managed to shatter his personal best on that golf course by 4 strokes.
Pilot Pen
RoopDogg, DrT, and I went to the men's championship at the Pilot Pen tennis tournament on Saturday. James Blake, the hometown tennis star, was playing fellow American and good friend Mardy Fish. Blake won 7-5, 6-4 in a very entertaining match. The three of us especially "appreciated" how much the tournament directors played up the "All-American" final. If I had a nickel for every time an American themed song was played during commercial breaks, I may have paid for the cost of my ticket. Also, about 12-15 ball boys and ball girls ran out during the player entrance before the match carrying American flags. Personally, I think they needed more flags.
Side note here, after the match we all had an excellent beer at RoopDogg's apartment. Three Philosophers. Try it.
Softball Update
We lost our regular season finale to The Swarm 22-15, which means we have the #2 seed for the playoffs. Despite scoring more runs against The Swarm than we scored in our last four games against them combined, we gave up more runs in a game (22) and more runs in one inning (12 in the 6th) than we have in any other game in our five-year history. We made so many errors through the first five innings and then I couldn't pitch a strike to save my life in the 6th. Just a horrible horrible collapse in a game we should have won. On the bright side, we would have had to play The Swinging Bunts in the first round of the playoffs if we had won and captured the #1 seed. I'd rather be able to root for them to win at least one playoff game this year.
Our first playoff game is Tuesday.
That's it for now. Tomorrow is the big fantasy football draft. I have the 4th pick in odd-numbered rounds and 6th pick in even-numbered rounds. Any suggestions?
Being "New England-y" (Mpls Ju term, not mine)
Mpls Ju was studying at Woods Hole on Cape Cod for the past couple weeks. I took Friday off of work and spent a day with her on Martha's Vineyard. We spent most of the day biking around the island. Given that I had not been on a real bike in who-knows-how-many-years, the 20-25 mile bike ride was exhausting, but the island is absolutely beautiful. It was my first trip to the Cape. Even though I didn't really get that far into the Cape this time, I'd like to get out there again.
Near Death Experience
RoopDogg and I went golfing at a 9-hole course near his apartment on Saturday afternoon. The course was pretty short, with no hole over 260 yards. A good golfer could drive the green on most of the par-4 holes, which created a couple of tense moments during our round. On the ~210 yard hole #4, we signaled the group behind us to tee off once we reached the green, per course guidelines. We stood well behind the green since we thought we would be safe there. We watched the second guy tee-off, but we lost sight of the ball in the sun as it traveled towards the green. Next thing I know, I see the ball bouncing on the ground about 15 feet away from me. I never saw it or heard it. I looked over at RoopDogg. He had not moved and was clearly in shock. Apparently the ball missed his head by about 2 feet. He never saw it either, but he heard it scream by hit head at a very high speed before landing a few feet behind him. Talk about your close calls.
When we were on the green at the 260 yard hole #9, RoopDogg was lining up his birdie putt when a golf ball landed on the green about 10 feet away from him. Apparently, the same guy managed to drive the green, but this time we had not waived them through. RoopDogg was almost killed again and was (justifiably pissed this time).
Despite the multiple near-death experiences, RoopDogg managed to shatter his personal best on that golf course by 4 strokes.
Pilot Pen
RoopDogg, DrT, and I went to the men's championship at the Pilot Pen tennis tournament on Saturday. James Blake, the hometown tennis star, was playing fellow American and good friend Mardy Fish. Blake won 7-5, 6-4 in a very entertaining match. The three of us especially "appreciated" how much the tournament directors played up the "All-American" final. If I had a nickel for every time an American themed song was played during commercial breaks, I may have paid for the cost of my ticket. Also, about 12-15 ball boys and ball girls ran out during the player entrance before the match carrying American flags. Personally, I think they needed more flags.
Side note here, after the match we all had an excellent beer at RoopDogg's apartment. Three Philosophers. Try it.
Softball Update
We lost our regular season finale to The Swarm 22-15, which means we have the #2 seed for the playoffs. Despite scoring more runs against The Swarm than we scored in our last four games against them combined, we gave up more runs in a game (22) and more runs in one inning (12 in the 6th) than we have in any other game in our five-year history. We made so many errors through the first five innings and then I couldn't pitch a strike to save my life in the 6th. Just a horrible horrible collapse in a game we should have won. On the bright side, we would have had to play The Swinging Bunts in the first round of the playoffs if we had won and captured the #1 seed. I'd rather be able to root for them to win at least one playoff game this year.
Our first playoff game is Tuesday.
That's it for now. Tomorrow is the big fantasy football draft. I have the 4th pick in odd-numbered rounds and 6th pick in even-numbered rounds. Any suggestions?
posted by GaryGinew at 6:48 PM
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