Games 3 & 4 - Splitsville

Games 3 and 4 were the reason why we Ramboners Rambone. A wounded veteran bravely risking the remainder of a knee joint for the love of the game. A first baseman (joined by his left-fielding cohort) arriving roughly 30 seconds before first pitch having forgotten his glove due to excessive celebration over a Chicago Bulls lottery victory, then recovering to make a sparkling stab in the field to preserve a 15-run lead. Alleged "replacement" players playing like anything but, as if they'd really been Ramboning their entire lives without really realizing it. A right-centerfielder wisely ignoring his third base coach's pleas to hold at third, when plating that all-important 4th run was all he desired. A left-centerfielder nearly blowing out his knee attempting to slide into a triple. A rightfielder who COMPLETELY biffed a popfly, leading to a good natured "business-giving" on the bench. Yes...it truly was a Rambone night.


Game 3 started slowly for the Rambone 11, with only 2 runs coming across for the BabyShit Green and Urine Yellow in inning 1. Inning 2, however, featured all 11 men taking their cuts at the dish, with 7 of those lucky fellows reaching the promised land. From there, the valiant heroes refused to look back, eventually tallying 22 scores to the opposition's 7.

Then in Game 4 we did what we always did and refused to score, falling 18-9.

Good effort in a winning cause despite less than ideal conditions, boys.

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