After the worst sports weekend for my favorite teams in the history of my life, I needed something to go my way. With the semi-finals of the company co-ed softball league today against mighty Son of a Pitch, today was an opportunity to right the ship or rub salt in the would that is my life right now.
This was not going to be an easy game. We've played SOP in the championships in each of the last two seasons. Both of our games against each other this season were hard fought victories. We expected to have our work cut out for us today.
The game started as horribly as I could have imagined. SOP's bats were on fire. Base hit after base hit to gaps in the outfield. We didn't really make many errors early on, but we were not getting anyone out. Before I knew it, we were down 5-0, and there were still no outs in the top of the first. When the top of the first was over, we had given up seven runs. I was fearing the worst.
By the end of the second inning, we were down 10-3. I was hopeful that we could grind our way back into the game if we settled down on defense, but I was definitely concerned since SOP was hitting so well.
The defenses started to take over through the next two and a half innings for both teams. We came up to bat in the bottom of the fifth inning down 11-5. Then, the bats came ALIVE. After a string of several great hits and some aggressive base running, we were winning 13-11. We were winning going into the sixth inning!
Conscious of my inability to pitch a strike after we made a great comeback in the fifth inning against The Swarm a few weeks back, I knew I needed to come back and pitch strong in the sixth inning. Although I continued to pitch strikes, SOP started hitting the ball again. However, we had two great defensive plays that got us out of that 1/2 inning in much better shape than we probably should have been in. With two on and none out, one of their guys hit a laser to right. Our right fielder almost reached it, but it bounced off her foot and rolled far away. A quick recovery and relay from RF to PhillyPhanatic to me at home plate got the runner out who was trying to score from first, limiting the damage to one run on the play. A couple of batters later, I caught a rocket hit right back to me at pitcher and picked off the runner on first who was just a little slow getting back to the bag. The inning-ending double play kept the score tied at 13.
We scored one run in the bottom of the sixth, but gave it right back in the top of the seventh. Only needing one run to win in the bottom of the seventh, we put up a goose-egg, sending the game to extra innings tied at 14.
We played some timely and solid defense in the 8th inning and held SOP scoreless, despite their attempt to play small ball with a lead off single and two sacrifice flies to advance the runner to third. In the bottom of the eigth inning, PhillyPhanatic (also known as PigPen given how dirty he was from sliding into 3B earlier in the game) hit a lead off single. Unfortunately the next two batters, including yours truly, flew out. The game changing moment happened next when one of our girls walked on four straight pitches, putting PhillyPhanatic into scoring position and bringing one of our most consistent guys to the plate with a chance to be the hero. We got the single we needed and PhillyPhanatic scored the winning run easily when the outfielder misplayed the ball while trying to hurry a throw to the plate. It was definitely the most dramatic win we have had in P&C's 5 year history.
More impressive than anything else was the mental toughness demonstrated when our backs were against the wall early in that game. We haven't been in a position like that in a few seasons, but it was great to see everyone stay calm and grind our way back to victory. Even the captain of the other team complimented us on how we were "unflappable" and stepped up our game when we fell so far behind in the early innings.
To no surprise, our opponent in the best-of-three championship series will be The Swarm. They've had our number this year and will be very tough, but they can be beaten. Game one is Thursday, which gives me one more day to savor this great victory. After the misery of this past weekend thanks to Michigan's loss on Saturday, this win was the cure I needed.