What goes up must come down … reality came crashing through the door, punched us in the throat, kicked our dog and then took a leak on our heads.
There’s no easy way to describe the 8-3 beat down that Dunder was the recipient of –
like Icarus, we flew too high, too close to the sun only to have the wax holding
our wings together melt before our eyes and we came crashing down to earth.
Dunder was riding high with a 3-1-1 record, 3rd
place in the Live standings, #8 in the Power Rankings – the problem: we’re really a 0.500 team most season. This game brought us back to reality.
Hot Shot Loads did just what their name describes … it wasn’t
pretty. Dunder reverted to a rookie team
making bad plays, bad decisions and generally looking unorganized.
I won’t make excuses like the wind was really swirling
around causing fly balls to act all screwy (
they were ) OR that
the lack of alcohol somehow took us out of our mojo ( it did ) OR that that cop watching us play made certain
members of our team nervous ( he did ). The other team played with the same
conditions and held everything together, looking smooth doing it.
So overall, this was a very sobering game but if I’m looking
for a silver lining: at least it happened
during the regular season. We’ll see how
well we respond: next up, a tough game
with the Ragin’ Dinos, a perennial Live Championship Team.