Geriatric Ball

"Call it! Call it call it! Get on it- yup, yup, yup, you're there- you're there! No! no no no no- it's dropping, it's short! Damn! DAMN." Roger watches helplessly from right field as the pop fly drops mere inches in front of Cary's feet, then bounces and rolls right through Cary's legs and heads toward the ravine. Roger whips his head to the left involuntarily as if to dismiss the image. He clucks his tongue in disgust and frustration and is just short of throwing his glove to the field. A bit of a drama queen. That's why he gets stuck out in right field, especially against teams with  few to no lefties or pull hitters. Just to rile him up. Dennis makes sure to shuffle him around every so often so that he doesn't catch on and threaten to leave. They often come up short fielding a team so that's why the others keep Roger around. But boy is he loud. And cranky. Hostile, even. Physically threatening at times, which is really not appropriate for senior league men's slowpitch. The average age on the team now is pushing 78. Not exactly your spriteliest group of athletes but still game to play, as it were. And sportsmanlike behaviour is paramount, Dennis is adamant about this. Sure they have their moments, all teams do, but generally speaking The Silver Streaks are a very gentlemanly team. Every now and then someone will contest a call or start trash talking the other team if the Streaks are falling apart offensively but hey, old habits die hard. Richard the star shortstop was once a triple A player, could of made it to the show if it weren't for a nagging back injury that slowed him down. At this age, playing without an artificial joint somewhere in your body was a huge advantage. There were more titanium hips, ceramic dentures, synovial fluid injections floating around the league than you could shake a stick at. So although Roger was a pain in the ass on occasion, the man still had good hands and a fast bat swing. In the grand scheme of things, the rest of the men were willing to put up with a temperamental ego if it meant being able to get some runs on the board. After all, winning is everything, right?

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