That's more like it!

Alas, the Moth Balls did not make the championship brackets.

Instead, we are playing in the consolation brackets. Our first round match-up is against a familiar foe: DUCK!.

DUCK! are very similar to the Moth Balls - - both teams put an emphasis on having fun and learning how to play the game, which makes the game more pleasurable for our team. The first time we locked horns with them, we beat them 10-7. The second time, we lost 11-8.

Unfortunately, due to illness, a busted subway system, and a vacation to Mexico, we were very short on players. The first round only had me, Jellybean, Lefty, Mary and Andrew. We played really well, and won the first round.

The subway blockage got cleared up and our teammates began to trickle in, but unfortunately we were never able to get a lead on our opponents. We just traded rounds with them all night. One highlight, or low-light, depending on your viewpoint, was when I smoked one of their girls in the face. It was totally by accident; the ball slipped out of my hand as I wound up for a sidearm throw. She was totally caught by surprise as the ball sailed right in to her face.

Over the course of the season, DUCK! had developed an annoying habit: not going to the bench when hit by a ball. It sounds simple, but it was surprising to see how often they'd get hit squarely by a ball and not react to it. In particular, one of their guys was oblivious to when he was out. It would take three or four direct hits to get him to acknowledge that yes, he was, in fact, out.

I know this sounds like sour grapes, but I swear that if DUCK! had been more honest, we would have tied or even won the game. As it is, we lost 10-7.