Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Ladies & Gentlemen, I give you…The Beats @ Slackers

10:30 AM (85F/29C)
Umps: Stars

It’s History Week here at Amman Softball League. I’m here to tell you about the game known as “The Miracle On Sand Part II, Miracle Sandier.” My personal recollections of most of that game are vague, as I was busy umping it. (And everyone knows I don’t pay attention to the game when I ump.)

The last time the Slackers and Beats played against each other, it was the penultimate week of the 2007 Winter regular season, March 2, 2007. The Beats were short a couple of key players, including their captain, Marikay Satryano, who was selfishly off saving some baby’s life. (What’s with these do-gooders?)

The Slackers, on the other hand, were all present and cruising to a second-place finish, aiming to peak at the right time for the tournament. They did peak...

To a 24-8 lead after four innings of a six-inning game. Those were the happiest four innings of the Slackers' ASL careers. Everything was going their way, from diving catches to stellar pitching to one hit after another on offense. This effort was kept going at key moments by the women on the team, Tania & Dana Jordan, Nada Samawi, and Abeer Kayali. They raked.

Miracle On Sand II: Rocky Abushaar keeps a close eye on brother Laith's at-bat.

Were the Beats demoralized, you ask? There was some anger, sure. But they never stopped playing and smiled often at their misfortune. Karma would later reward them with a friendly, two-inning visit.

The Slackers, the visiting team, were shut out in the top of the 5th. The Beats then followed up on their tight defense with eight runs of their own. It was less muscle and more patience that got the Beats turned around. After four innings of superb pitching, the Slackers’ Karim Barghouti Laith Abushaar just couldn’t find the plate. One walk followed another and another, with the occasional power shot by Mark McPherson and Dwaine Chide. Finally, the third out came.

And then the third out came again, but this time for the Slackers in the top of the 6th. They were barely up before they went down. Still, they were ahead, 24-16, with just a half-inning to go in the game.

Marikay Satryano and Greg Ambrosio, at the Winter Tourney.

Watching the Beats circle the bases in never-ending flashes of blue streaked with red, combined with the hot, orange gesticulations of the Slackers, was like watching a Merry-Go-Round on an acid trip. It was surreal. It was beautiful. It was tied at 24 with two outs.

When yet another issued walk pushed the speedy Chris Byrd to second, Mark came up to bat with the winning run (how did we get here?) in scoring position. Ash Samawi, the Slackers’ captain, had had enough. He pulled Karim Laith and inserted himself as the pitcher, for this was no ordinary batter at the plate.

Mark is a large man. He is athletic and intimidating. He is able to change a game with his bat or with his glove. He was the MVP of the Beats.

He was also the wrong batter, according to the lineup. Too flustered to notice, Ash began to pitch around Mark, finding a loophole in the “only one intentional walk” rule as easily as a nose can find body odor in a Left Bank cafe'. But France is only stinky; lawyering yourself an edge in sports is downright poopy.

The count got to 3-1 before the Slackers’ scorekeeper noticed the batting order was wrong. She brought it to the attention of the ump (me, remember?) who, by rule, declared that the correct batter must assume the count; the game-ending out could not be called unless the mistake was brought up immediately after the at-bat was completed. The rule was explained to all and Ash put the icing on the mistake by promptly tossing ball four to the correct batter. Oops.

Bases loaded, two outs. 24-24, and back on the right batting order. Who was digging his feet into the deep hole that was now the batter’s box? Mark. With Chris at third and all kinds of ducks quacking behind him, Ash had no choice but to throw strikes.

Mark had no choice but to deposit one of them over the left-field wall. One duck, two duck, three duck, four. Walk-Off Grand Slam. Karma leans back and smiles.

Marikay received the frantic updates from her team on their amazing win as she got the news that the baby she was trying to save would be able to have heart surgery, and that he would live. And the Beats go on...

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Mude: For your info it wasn't Bargo who was pitching for that game it was Laith.

Mude Sartawi said...

See? I told you I wasn't paying attention. But now that I think of it, wasn't Bargo out of town that weekend? Anyway, I fixed it for you.

Is that Laith at bat in the pic, too? I can't make it out, and you know how all Arabs look alike.

Thanks for the heads up, Omar.

Anonymous said...

No problem mude, and yeah he was away. And it is laith on the bat see you friday and we will try to behave like always .

Anonymous said...

Wow..Mixed emotions are racing through me as I read about beautiful Maryam and the Oh-so-bigger cause we are actually a part of..Go GOLA!!

On the other hand, memories of that "chilling" day with the un-impressive strategy of walks leading to an impressive comeback for the "bbbeats" still haunt me!
And I truly look forward to the satisfaction of erasing that memory this Friday when the only "walking" they'll be doing is back to their dug-out!

Marikay said...

Dudes,

Mude, you are a wordsmith if ever there was one...and coming from a Hakawati that's a HUGE compliment.

Hope we all continue to have fun.

Hakawati

Anonymous said...

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