- We will start adding real victories to our moral ones
- Each game, at least one member of the team will sit on the bench as a pile of beer cans amasses beneath them
- By game 6, I will know the names of all (or most) of my teammates
- By game 9, I will know who the hell Ryan has been referring to in his blog
- Tango the dog will become a surprisingly stellar right-center fielder
- BK Haveityourway (FKA Pickle, Benedict Pickle, The Salty Vegetable, etc) will realize you can't throw a ball with a hat in your hand
- We may actually go to a bar after one of our games
- Fleischer Tina will put up Halladayesque numbers on the mound
- Injurygraham will not get injured
- I will jinx Injurygraham in a blog post
- We will settle on a name for the team
- First base will stop being a cursed position
- No one will out-Tucker Tucker V. Tuckerson
- But Speak-n-Spellman will try
- I will try to give my team as many quirky nicknames as possible
- Buddy will squawk "Playoffs?!" and then cry a little when Memorial Nick isn't there to acknowledge it
- Speaking of Memorial Nick, he will cower at the thought of having to play his nemesis, Actual Nick, again next season
- Jill the Scientist will collaborate with Mike the Scientist to deduct a winning formula for our yet-to-be-named team
- Carryable Ally will travel by duffel to at least 3 games
- Halfway through the season, we will realize that we win anytime a grill is present
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Tuesday, May 1, 2012
The Team With No Name
We either needed a blog or an actual team name to be official, so blog it is. We're a little late here, so expect a pre-season/early season recap later when I decide writing for a beer league softball blog is more important than my job. In the meantime, predictions for the season:
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