Last night, the False Consciousness needed neither bagpipes nor a team more focused on hot dogs than outfielders to win. The other team tried, and we won anyway, 25-19. It was an offensive game to be sure, with more than a couple 7-run innings (there is a mercy rule in our league for such situations). I got my power swing back, there was some avant-garde fields and baserunning, and our cricket-playing rookie Anou scored a major catch on a line drive and some base hits even though she didn’t really know the rules of the game.
And now, time to catch up on some other entries.