In what seemed to be the season of destiny for the Ballston Brewers, we checked out in the first playoff game we played. The final more like a lacrosse/football score 20-19, that's right a 20-19 score. The game featured a home plate umpire that had no fucking clue how to track a pitch going over 55 mph, a massive comeback only to be out done by 2, 2 out rallies.
So lets start with the umpire first. We find out later in the game that we got the shitty crew. That's correct the number 1 and 2 teams in all of the 25+ league facing each other, the umpire association sends a shitty crew. The ump sucked for both sides, a little more for us, but overall was horrible. Normal strikes were balls, it was horrendous. I was amazed no one got run for arguing balls and strikes. The field ump even apologized for not putting himself behind. There is strike one against us.
While I don't want this to be Strike 2 it has to be. Waters Field in Vienna, just happens to be our house of horrors. Its a field turf/robo grass field that has seen us play now 2 of our worst defensive games along with having a teammate destroy his ankle there. So dribbler after dribbler are hit, errors ensue and we are faced with a 13-0 deficit after only 2 innings. We find a way to start chipping away. We nickle and dime them, then as a field turf field would play and a little help from the ump, walks and errors start and next thing you know its 16-16.
Strike 3 comes in the form of us putting together 2 innings to take 18-16 and 19-18 leads, only to watch the Cubs rally BOTH times with 2 outs. Strike one didn't help out the cause at all, but when you can't find a way to get one out....
Just wasn't our season. Finish in 1st Place in the division only to be sent home packing in the first game (semi finals). Looks like we have some fuel for next year.
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