Bingo Bill's Message 5/9/2016

 

 

 

 

This weekend I got to participate in a sport that I had never done before.  Now mind you, I had not trained properly and that was my own fault.  Furthermore, I did not hydrate adequately throughout the ordeal.  It was grueling and not for the faint of heart.  A short time into my first game I was a ball of sweat, and after a game or two I was so mentally taxed that I had no idea whether I would make it through the series of games required to complete the event.  Add to all of that the brutal opponents who were absolutely ruthless and cutthroat and I can tell you I felt like a Roman gladiator.   

 

 

I don’t know if any of you saw the Red Sox / Yankees game on May 6th, but in the bottom of the 9th David Ortiz came up with the bases loaded with one out and a single run would tie the game.  The home plate umpire called a clear ball a strike.  The call was so bad the Big Papi erupted and John Farrell was thrown out of the game. But that was not the third strike so Papi climbed back into the batter’s box and took what looked like ball 4 only to be called out on strikes.  Instead of walking to tie the game he was walking back to the dugout.  He immediately returned to the field and unleashed a tongue lashing on the umpire that I am certain could not be repeated on national television.  Well, my opponents this past weekend were equally as brutal on the officials.  Any slip up by the officials was met with immediate requests for their heads.  Now I am not usually sympathetic to referees, but in this case I really thought they were being excessively tortured.

 

 

Now as the games progressed, I, like a marathon runner, had to seek out my way inner self to keep going.  While hard to get in the zone with all the smack talk from the roller derby queen and her minions, I knew I had to make it to the end.  Exhausted and disgusted with defeat after defeat, I was totally relieved when the last game was over and I could crawl to my truck for the slow ride home.

 

 

Frankly, I will stick with golf and skiing.  I swear that was my one and only shot at BINGO.  I will leave that game to those extreme daubing athletes who have way more mental stamina than I do.

Let’s all thank Julie and her committee for another successful fundraiser, let’s all extend our sympathies to Joe Moreshead and Earl Goodwin who were thoroughly abused by the players, and let’s all have a new found appreciation for Bingo players everywhere.

 

 

Thanks Bill