Softball tournament on Saturday. Advertising industry league, but they were short of teams so we got to play. Early morning in order to get to Barnes Bridge for nine. I had my new pull-along bag, a bargain at £12.00 from Sainsbury's. And when I scraped a hole in it the first time I lugged it down some stairs I realised why it was so cheap. But it did a good job otherwise of carting bat, glove, chair, rug, food and all the other necessities of a day spent in an exposed field in unpredictable weather. Once again, our
team for the day was short a few Wolves so bolstered by Meteors. Who brought their own bats, which meant a
fair number of bats between us. Averaged to one bat for every second player. The other ones were given some ammunition and told to pick up bats when they could from their fallen comrades...
We won our first game, lost the next three, and ended up in a play-off vs Comer's Homers - our rivals since they (a) poached two of our players over the winter and (b) decided to play in orange and black, claiming it was coincidence and the fact that two of their team had been wearing black and orange as Wolves since 2006 never occurred to them.
Yeah, right. Anyway, we didn't manage to beat them, so our tournament ended there. We stayed to watch Kevin play for the Digitas Devils who were a man short vs the Homers in their final, getting a home run and the winning out. Afterwards, I left to have a bath, make dinner and watch Doctor Who on iPlayer.
Today I watched the Tour de France (Eurosport had highlights of day one, plus today's stage), the British GP and the Wimbledon final.