Baseball Blues

So each week a group of dads heads out to the old ball park to face off against the 20 something kids with lightening speed. The Hespeler Dads Baseball Club is ready for action. Our spirits are high, our goals are no less than victory. The results often miss the mark. Yes, we were stomped last night. First and foremost, the game was at 10:15 pm. That's past bedtime for most of us. Second, we decided to hit the bar before the game, as going afterwards would just be too late. Was the outcome predetermined, only higher powers can decide that. Ah well, the big beer mug we have as our logo sitting curved around our guts attests to the true reason we are out. We are men, we aren't proud, and we're ready to drink. Hey if the Blue Jays can lose 8-1, we can afford a loss every once in a while too.