Monday evening, our Eden Prairie softball team (the Roaring Pigeons) kept it close for a while, but eventually lost 14-4.  Lauren and I got there a couple minutes late and batted at the bottom of the order.  I managed to go 2-for-2 with a couple weak groundball singles, and played a pretty solid third base defensively.  Lauren was patient at the plate and put the ball in play, but ran into some really bad luck hitting into two double plays.  Jim Woolsey supplied most of the team’s offense with a 3-run homer.

Lauren and I brought Roscoe the beagle along to the game to get him out of the house for a while.  He didn’t stop barking the entire game.  Patrick, from the pitcher’s mound, twice yelled “ROSCOE!!!” at the top of his lungs to get him to quiet down, which worked temporarily.  I tried giving Roscoe a treat during the game.  He was tied up to the fence by his leash, and when he leapt for my hand to get the treat, the leash restricted him and he did a wildly awkward back flip and landed on his neck. 

Tonight we are scheduled to play our Minneapolis league at 6.  Sarah this morning told me she would most likely be out for the game with a sore shoulder, and Matt and Gillian won’t be able to make it this week.  Sarah’s sister may play in her place.  We may be short on girls, but we will be stocked to the brim with males: me, Walsh, Nick, Kyle, Casey, Christian, Jonathon, and presumably Sarah’s sister’s boyfriend will all be there.  Post-game plans are to visit the Rail Station Bar.

The Twins were outscored 40-15 in their four-game sweep at the hands of Chicago.  Enough said.