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Show Coconuts grounded, Mad Hatters run amok as local softball season begins 1 1 mnati'inn nun iti in iiki.i - v J ' f, V " k '-w f "" "" wwnt"" ' - . - 4 - by Randy Hanskat Here it is at long last, the season you've all been waiting for! No, not the season to be jolly, nor the Alpine Slide season. It's soft-ball soft-ball season! Yes, it's that time of year when grown men chase after large white balls with childlike glee, sometimes aided by a few beers. It's that time when slides into bases etch strawberries into thighs which don't heal until ski season. It's time for swinging and missing, and swinging and blooping, and occasional swinging and spanking, or is it stooping and drooping, moping and groping, all the while stealing and wheeling. Yes, it's softball time in Park City. But it is softball unlike any season in the past. This year softball fanatics are not held captive by the diamond at City Park weekend after weekend. This year softball goes prime time, with virtually all of the games being played in the weeknight twilights at both City Park and the high school. And to top it all off, the season will be over by Aug. 12. Since we're just getting going here, it may take a week or so to work up to the feverish pitch of last year's softball coverage, but I'll give it a shot. One important note because the only way I can find out what happened in a game is to read the official of-ficial scorebook, please keep good books, with first and last names if possible. That way more people will find the gilded path to sports fame by having their names printed in this piece of literature. Alamo Bums win by forfeit over P.C. Accommodations The softball season officially of-ficially opened Monday evening, with four games on tap. One already sorry note was turned in by Park City Accommodations, a new team in the men's league. The Lodgers forfeited their first game in the league, losing $25 of their $50 forfeit fee, and moving only one for-1 feit away from a swift kick i out of the league. The Bums of Alamo didn't need Davey Crockett to fight this battle, picking up the win. c Just Arnie's 18, Sneaker's 3 The Bum Lodgers no-game no-game was followed at 7:30 at the high school by the Just Arnie'sSneakers showdown, show-down, billed as a battle between be-tween the local powerhouses of women's softball. Patty McCormick of Just Arnold's led off a savage barrage of artillery which shelled in five runs in the first, two in the second, two in the third, one in the fourth, and eight in the sixth before darkness finally silenced the cannons. The Tennis Shoes were treated for shrapnel wounds and released. Mad Hatters 26, Janeaux's 3 The surprise team of the women's league may well be a spunky newcomer known as the Mad Hatters. The Hat- Just say "Howdy" when this second baseman steps to the plate for P.C. Accommodations. ters, sporting a Cinderella story only Bill Murray could fully appreciate, came outta nowhere to stir up the dust in City Park at 6:30. In the first inning Janeaux's made it deceptively decep-tively close, scoring two runs, while holding the somewhat tense Hatters scoreless. But then Laurel Turner of the Hatters, wearing a Cheshire Cat grin, pummelled a hit which led to a nine-run sneak attack in the second. Even Alice, sitting meekly on the sidelines in catcher's gear, was shocked by the brutality of the Hatters' game. Final score 26-3. Penn West Securities 6, Coconuts 4 This was the shocker of the week, as the upstart Securities squad came up with two runs in the top of the seventh to crack the Cocopuffs 6-4. Since no official record was kept the details are sketchy, but word is the Cocopuffs suffered from a severe batting attack, characterized by only spasmodic palpitations of the team's normally fierce any Wall Street Turnarounds, Turn-arounds, either, as they smothered the bleeding Puffs. The talk of the sporting fraternity in Park City was of right fielder Ned Lam-phier's Lam-phier's spectacular diving catch in the middle of the game. "Nothing short of superhuman," wowed many. But then in the seventh fate turned the tables on Nedsky, as he misjudged a line smash hit in his direction. direc-tion. Nedsky, could only watch glumly as the white projectile screamed over his head. Nobody said it was fair. 1 |