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It Just Wasn’t in the Cards

Another great night for TWO!  The wind was swirling with gusts up to 20mph according to SFRC.biz weather center.  The FRC were without Sans, fresh off his completed Master’s degree vacationing somewhere in the South.  We were also without “Cinco,” who was tending to “Poco Cinco.”  On a positive note we welcomed back 2’s, Paht and Skin ‘n’ Play. 

The SFRC will not end the season undefeated.  It just wasn’t in the cards.  Runs like that just don’t happen anymore.  We have heard too much about the 1972 Dolphins and the 1976 Indiana Hoosiers.  But we may never see teams like that again.  There is simply too much film and scouting these days (see SFRC film room sessions Nov ’08 – March ’09). 

Per the norm, the SFRC stuck around for a few refreshments.  We discussed an email exchange with Peter Vecsey.  If you care, there is a link to the right that has a copy of the email.  Or click HERE.

Game #1 vs. Celts

There was a little confusion to start the game as the FRC weren’t sure who was going to take the bump since we were “sans” “sans.”  Skin ‘n’ Play took the challenge and pitched a solid game.  The game was back and forth throughout.  Entering the bottom of the 7th leading by three the FRC heard the call from the opposing dugout “We need three to tie.”  You will never hear that negativity from the FRC dugout.  We said it last week and we’ll say it again.  If you are hoping to tie, you deserve to lose.  Is it anymore effort to yell out “We need four to win!”  The karma Gods  took over in the field and held the Celts scoreless on their way to a 10-7 win.  There were many nice plays in the field throughout the game.  Great catches in the outfield by CW, Pub Krull, Matty and Lars.  Runners thrown out at third on a nice relay by Kurty. 

Final score:   SFRC 10 – Celts 7

Last out: ??

Plays of the game:

In the field: For the first out of the game Lars went back to the wall and caught a 298 foot shot.    

At the plate: As a team, the FRC were still hot (and got quite a few hits as well).  We are waiting for the updated stats, but memory remembers Ryan on base quite often and Lars taking two bases at a time again.

Game #2 vs. Edina Realty (a.k.a. B-Company)

The SFRC found a way to stay in this game and had it tied through five innings. In the top of the 6th the bad guys got the hits going and we were lucky enough to get out of the inning thanks to some HR outs.  Pub Krull proved his HGH off season was worth it by hitting a solo shot in the bottom of the 6th.  The top of the 7th brought more of the same, many solid hits by the bad guys.  They just proved too much for the mighty SFRC on this night. 

Final score:   SFRC 15 – Edina Realty 27

Last out: ???

Plays of the game:

In the field:  A botched triple play by Ol’ 3-5.  A couple of nice plays in right by CW including one where he stuck his glove up in the air after he heard the ball go by his ear and made the catch. 

At the plate:  Waiting for the official stats, but the FRC hit three balls over the fence.  Matty was the unlucky recipient of recording a 310 foot “out.”    35 is pretty sure Ryan hit well because 35 did a lot of running for him. 

Fan of the night:

A solid showing by the SFRC faithful.  OB came to cheer on the good guys and JoAnn and dog were there as well.  A new fan, Cassie, enjoying her first SFRC game at SFRC Park, B also was in attendance. 

“Matty no one!  Top!”

June 18 (1-1)

Gorgeous night for two!  Upper 70′s, mostly sunny.  Slight breeze blowing in from the north (on Lac Lavon Field F that is blowing in from left field).

Game 1 vs. Old Chicago (7th Place)

We had a few late shows for opening pitch of Game #1.  We can blame that on SAP I hear.  Old Chicago brought a slightly different squad with them than the one the FRC’s had seen before.  We didn’t have significant film on the full lineup and it showed.  The sun was shining directly in CW’s face and the batters knew it.  Three straight deep balls to right-center.  It was impossible to get a jump on the ball.  After allowing three runs in the top half of the first, the SFRC hung tough.  We never had a breakout inning and the ball felt like a moist bag all night. 

In the end it was an 8-6 game in the bottom of the 7th.  Big Mike was on with two outs and 3-5 at the dish.  Mr. Clutch weakly fouled one off to the right of first base in a brutal attempt to go to right field.  On the next pitch Mr. Clutch (previous defined as first inning, up 14 runs, nothing on the line) hit an F8 to end the game.  The third game ending AB of this season for 3-5. 

SFRC lost 8-6.  Thanks Mr. Clutch.

Game 2 vs. Lucky’s 13 / La Fondas (6th Place)

Everybody’s favorite pitcher was on the bump for the opposition.  Two weeks ago the FRC got in his head and toyed with him all night on their way to a 20-13 win.  June 18th’s game didn’t have the same run production.  We had Pub Krull taking advantage of the extra time in the film room for most of the game stealing hits left and right.  Sans kept the pace of the game quick.  The FRC did manage to push 12 runs and allowed mostly bloop hits.  Many of those hits should have been tracked down by a shortstop with any kind of range.  The ump was clearly on our side as Mr. B/Pitcher was mouthing off all game.  This resulted in a few gift calls.

In the end, the FRC won 12-5, but the key play of the game was Sans throwing his, as Big Mike phrased, “offspeed pitch” to strike out Mr. B/Pitcher.  Love it.  Do you think they have a website? 

Last out (owing beverages next week):

Game 1 =35 on a game ending F8 with the game on the line

Game 2 = little jc on a forceout at second

Night: Just a gorgeous night for two games.  The Miracle Whip cooler made a return (along with two other coolers AND ice!!!).  The FRC went 1-1 on the evening.  JoAnn was the fan of the game, yet again, and stuck it out afterwards for some refreshments.  “little jc” had it going all night, as did Sans.  I believe Sans only got out once at the plate.  Of course he was forced out at two on a single (make that a fielders choice) to left field.

Flashback of the evening: “Hey Red, you mean NOTHING to me!”