Game 2: Demons 16, Waterkotte Construction 11
Let me start this one off with a little story.
If you've ever had a cat that wasn't a true pussy, you know what I'm talking about. When we first moved into our palatial estate in Quincy, we had two cats, Holtz (mine, named after the great Notre Dame coach and current lispy ESPN college football analyst) and Janey (my wife's cat).
One day a mouse got into the house and my boy, Holtz, was ready to go. He hunted that sum bitch down and made him his. I walked into the house one day to see him in the kitchen batting away at the barely alive mouse. He was toying with it, patting it to and fro and wondering when to gobble his ass. For Holtz, it was a good time.
That's kind of how Week 2 was for your heroes, The H-W Demons. We jumped on top early, like Asia Carrera in a boy-girl-girl scene. The Demons rattled off 10 straight runs to start the game. King Carl was dealing again, striking out fools left and right. The lead was 13-3 at one point and it looked like the Demons were on their way to their first run-rule win of the young season.
A funny thing happened on the way to the blowout though. We decided to toy around with Waterkotte, letting it stay alive for a while and postponing the inevitable. They eventually got within 14-11 going into the seventh inning when the top of the order delivered two insurance runs that we didn't need anyway.
It would have been nice to put them away early so I could have watched the only half the Bulls played decently in on Thursday in Game 6 against the Pistons (damn you, Rodney and your Rock City thugs). Still, letting them hang around and build up some false hope only served us to get in some extra ABs after a very slow week in the opener.
Other than King Carl's hurling - he struck out two guys looking - Shawny was probably player of the game, even if he isn't much of a prognosticator. Going into the game, he said he was going to go deep twice. The chump only went yard once as part of a 3-for-4, three-run scored effort.
Yours truly kept his average at .667 for the season after another 2 for 3 performance. I also walked once and scored three runs. The entire lineup started to get into the groove after a slow opener.
We even had a moment of comedy when King Carl tripped over first base while running out a single on his first at-bat. Jason Marquis, he ain't, but he's ours and no one's been able to figure out his pitching yet.
It was good to see Rob Base make his season debut after missing week one. A hearty hello to the newest Demon, Jazzy Jeff. I know nothing of him other than he's an Iowa fan. Since we have some Cubs fans on the squad, I guess we can make room for a Hawkeye homer, too.
The Weamster has given me the keys to the team for next week. He's going to be vacationing in Marblehead and can't make the game. So there's a new sheriff in charge just in time for the first of two crucial matchups with the Cooler Boyz. I have no idea what they're doing this year.
Paging, the Rock.
"It doesn't matter what they're doing this year!"
Thanks, Scorpion King.
Still, all the Cooler Boyz need to do is win twice to double their win total from a year ago. Kriss Kross says the Boyz are improved, but what does that really mean? Could they have gotten any worse?
I believe it's a late-night game, so get a nap in if you need to.
Until next week, when we go to 3-0.
Let me start this one off with a little story.
If you've ever had a cat that wasn't a true pussy, you know what I'm talking about. When we first moved into our palatial estate in Quincy, we had two cats, Holtz (mine, named after the great Notre Dame coach and current lispy ESPN college football analyst) and Janey (my wife's cat).
One day a mouse got into the house and my boy, Holtz, was ready to go. He hunted that sum bitch down and made him his. I walked into the house one day to see him in the kitchen batting away at the barely alive mouse. He was toying with it, patting it to and fro and wondering when to gobble his ass. For Holtz, it was a good time.
That's kind of how Week 2 was for your heroes, The H-W Demons. We jumped on top early, like Asia Carrera in a boy-girl-girl scene. The Demons rattled off 10 straight runs to start the game. King Carl was dealing again, striking out fools left and right. The lead was 13-3 at one point and it looked like the Demons were on their way to their first run-rule win of the young season.
A funny thing happened on the way to the blowout though. We decided to toy around with Waterkotte, letting it stay alive for a while and postponing the inevitable. They eventually got within 14-11 going into the seventh inning when the top of the order delivered two insurance runs that we didn't need anyway.
It would have been nice to put them away early so I could have watched the only half the Bulls played decently in on Thursday in Game 6 against the Pistons (damn you, Rodney and your Rock City thugs). Still, letting them hang around and build up some false hope only served us to get in some extra ABs after a very slow week in the opener.
Other than King Carl's hurling - he struck out two guys looking - Shawny was probably player of the game, even if he isn't much of a prognosticator. Going into the game, he said he was going to go deep twice. The chump only went yard once as part of a 3-for-4, three-run scored effort.
Yours truly kept his average at .667 for the season after another 2 for 3 performance. I also walked once and scored three runs. The entire lineup started to get into the groove after a slow opener.
We even had a moment of comedy when King Carl tripped over first base while running out a single on his first at-bat. Jason Marquis, he ain't, but he's ours and no one's been able to figure out his pitching yet.
It was good to see Rob Base make his season debut after missing week one. A hearty hello to the newest Demon, Jazzy Jeff. I know nothing of him other than he's an Iowa fan. Since we have some Cubs fans on the squad, I guess we can make room for a Hawkeye homer, too.
The Weamster has given me the keys to the team for next week. He's going to be vacationing in Marblehead and can't make the game. So there's a new sheriff in charge just in time for the first of two crucial matchups with the Cooler Boyz. I have no idea what they're doing this year.
Paging, the Rock.
"It doesn't matter what they're doing this year!"
Thanks, Scorpion King.
Still, all the Cooler Boyz need to do is win twice to double their win total from a year ago. Kriss Kross says the Boyz are improved, but what does that really mean? Could they have gotten any worse?
I believe it's a late-night game, so get a nap in if you need to.
Until next week, when we go to 3-0.
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