I finally did something Thursday evening I hadn't done since my last game of fall ball in 2000 - hit a homer. It ended up being the game winner. When I got back to the dugout, one of my teamates asked me how it felt, and I said that I didn't feel a thing. I had been swinging my Demarini Classic, but it didn't feel all that great, so I switched to my Miken Freak. That one felt right tonight.
It was a weird night. Last year, no-one on my team hit a homer, and I only saw three homers hit against us in 16 games -and two of those came on a field with temporary fences set up only 220' away. But tonight, my team hit three homers and the opposing team also hit 3. They also put several balls over our heads and we did the same to them. A line of heavy thunderstorms was bearing down on Mankato during the game, so the air was full of moisture and there was a slight wind blowing out - a perfect night for lifting the ball.
I play outfield, and it's disconcerting to be standing in the outfield with Zeus tossing bolts around. It's also disconcerting to hold a metal bat with a thunderstorm bearing down on us. But we won the game, no-one got zapped, and I finally remembered what it felt like to crush one.
Check for 'roids!
Posted by: The Eclectic Econoclast | May 06, 2005 at 08:38 PM
BALCO had a fire sale for some reason.
Posted by: Phil Miller | May 07, 2005 at 12:06 AM