Space Tractor v. Ave Rats

Wow, Space Tractor, you amaze me. This game was definitely the most exciting of the season.

Our opponents tonight were the Ave Rats, and the night started out awesome. We constructed a Space Cat to intimidate our rodential enemies out of foam and tinfoil. It was a frightening sight indeed. We sent one of our own (thanks, Randy) to infiltrate the inner sanctum of the Ave Rats as the Space Cat approached the field. Randy looked just like a real Ave Rat, with filthy trousers and a sign that said "Ave Rat" affixed to his shirt (the sign really sealed the deal). He began spanging as only an Ave Rat can, and we retorted with "Change? You want change? How about WKL champs in 2006, 0-2 in 2007? That's change!" Then we danced like idiots. We won the taunt, of course (4-0 on taunts!) and then the game began.

I think this game flip-flopped every inning. We started out ahead, the Rats scored two, we countered, etc. There were some phenomenal errors on the field, with the kickball flying here, there, over there, WAAAAY over there, Rats slinking between bases like vermin the whole time. Matt Daniels had flawless at-bats, with three ups and three doubles. In fact, there was great kicking by all Tractors; our strength tonight was definitely our offense.

We finished the fifth inning with nine runs to their seven, but the Rats had last at-bat. With the bases loaded, two outs, and no runs scored, it looked pretty sweet for ST. The kicker lobbed a pop fly out to left field, right to Matt Daniels. A collective sigh of relief washed over Space Tractor, and your captain even started jogging toward the dugout, sure of another glorious win. But then something happened.

Matt disappeared.

I'm not sure exactly what happened. Trap door, perhaps. An invisible Ave Rat under the grass, more likely. Or maybe it was just the tread on his running shoes.

Matt was down and the ball bounced and bounced while Ave Rats rounded the bases. The game was over. Ave Rats 10, your beloved Space Tractor 9.

Mr. Daniels definitely gets MVP for this game, and while I'd love to award him LVP as well, I'm going to go ahead and bestow that honor on his shoes. Fuck you, shoes.