Hi. We get to play the softball again tonight! And it hasn't rained in like, the longest time ever this summer! So we'll get to play on a proper (muthafuckin' HAMLIN) ball field tonight!
The smell of the beer, the taste of the infield, the sounds of the defense, the touch of the fun - it's all back! Let's build on what we accomplished last week (scoring 5 runs y'all) and show team Doorhy how the Masterbatters roll up on straight foolish clowns.
Team Doorhy.... fudge. First thoughts that come to mind on team name genesis:
- Illiterate fans of Nemo's memory-impaired friend.
- Immigrant punks from Door Country, Wisconsin. Probably Packer fans. Definitely cheeseholes.
- Um, yep.
Let's go out there, drank beers and swing hard and field good.
Men:
You know how to do what we do. Everyone of us should want to be the guy that gets the extra-base hit that kicks the rest of the team into gear. Hit. Score runs. Impress womens. Flex. Drink beers.
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