"The numbers all go to eleven. Look, right across the board, eleven, eleven, eleven..."
- Nigel Tufnel of Spinal Tap
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Week 1: Too Loud, Man...Too Loud
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Labels: Bitter Rivalries, Game Recaps, Practice Times, Rage
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
We're Back
"Get it on. Gotta get it on. No choice but to get it on."
- Adam Carolla
Like a disease in remission, we've come back with rage, killing that false sense of security you felt as you lollygagged away the last ten months of Fridays. The Summer 2009 season of Amman Softball League, our 7th overall, is most definitely on.
What does this mean for you?
Pain, that's what. You're about to get smacked with balls that have the best size and hardness combo this side of bowling. If you like getting smacked with balls, then you've come to the right place. Welcome. We are also rolling out the same stained red carpet to all those who enjoy smacking balls. See how fairness runs in our blood?
We've got Smackers and Slackers and Spitters and Trojans... Botox and JoSox and Nomads and Mo' Nads than any camel-humpin' league in the Middle East. We are here to get some and, dammit, some will be gotten.
That felt good. By the way, the Slogs are now Adult Swim. This place is as full of inside jokes as it is full of fun and informative (don't forget well written!) stuff about the league. Read up on ASL, feel free to comment, and get in on the inside jokes.
The only rule for Adult Swim: Don't pee in my pool.
The deal for this Friday, June 12th:
9:00 AM*: AF11 @ Trojans (Slackers umping)
10:45 AM: Slackers @ JoSox (Trojans umping)
12:30 PM: Noobz @ Nomads (JoSox umping)
*That's right, Nine Ay Em. Get over it...or just stay awake from the night before.
RULES CHANGES:
1. No more surgical strike. It was dumb.
2. Games are now 7 innings.
3. Infielders positioned behind the basepaths for all batters.
4. Designated Hitter option added.
5. Miss an umping assignment, your team loses a full inning of at-bats.
6. Bring booze into the park, you're ejected & suspended.
7. READ THE RULES! (Note: This is not a rule change.)
Maybe I'll have more on the league on Thursday. Maybe I'll decide to do something else instead. Like count the number of hypocrites who pretend to be religious but have no problem waking up entire neighborhoods with their horn-honking, wife-beating and escaped-from-the-zoo children. Softball was a venting mechanism, for all of us. You getting that yet?
One word for all the waiters in Jordan:
DEODORANT.
Two words for getting Jordan out of debt:
TRAFFIC PARKING TICKETS.
Three words for Le Freak:
NEED A LIGHT?
Four words for Jeff's uncle:
YOUR NEPHEW LIKES BOYS.
Five words for all you newcomers:
WELCOME TO AMMAN SOFTBALL LEAGUE.
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Mude Sartawi
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Labels: Opening Day, Rage
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Has Anyone Seen Our Future?
As you may have heard, we had to postpone (then cancel) the Winter '09 season. We had no choice in the matter, as there is no available field large enough to accommodate the game of softball. (Curse the people who decided what the dimensions of a soccer field should be.) The good news is, we should have plenty of new adults joining ASL in the coming years, because there is some seriously overwhelming demand to play baseball in Jordan. This is why the Little League field is not available. There are literally hundreds of kids playing baseball there on Fridays this winter. Maybe even thousands. Or, at least a dozen kids. OK, maybe seven. Anyway, it's Little League's field, so like the Bad News Bears in the Astrodome...Let them play. Here's what we hope to do over the next few weeks: 1. Register as an independent organization. 2. Find some land. 3. Make a softball field. 4. Play ball. If anyone wants to enlist for the purpose of helping out in Steps 1-3 above, please email me using the contact info at the top of the sidebar. Don't even bother calling. That number is just for ASL (not my private number), so I will not pick up during the offseason. Email, please. In the meantime, should we keep the Slogs going or let 'em hibernate? I'm thinking of posting the entire championship game from Summer '07 via YouTube. You know, Nomads-Traitors. Great game. Epic, even. And maybe we can settle, once and for all, if Massarweh is qualified to play shortstop. (Maybe that dig will get him on the toilet and calling.) Stay warm, Sloggers.
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Labels: ASL History