Oxford Blues: 6, Translate This: 18

The story from last night's game is pretty much the same as it has been for the last few games. The Blues posted a few great catches (Ben's snag in right field), great defensive plays (Martin's back-to-back assists at second base), and some great hits but in the end our opponent apparently scored more runs than we did. The magic from last week's hitting streaks was not in the air last night but it was still a fun game and we ended up playing a full seven innings even though the mercy rule officially ended our game in the bottom of the fifth. I only have a few pics so I'll just post them all below. Remember to click the photos for full-sized action.

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Dan brought a super-secret sugary weapon to the game last night. In this photo he can be seen chokeing on a huge pinch of that weapon (BLC a.k.a. Big League Chew) while Martin, the grizzled old-school traditionalist who despises performance enhancing supplements, turns away in disgust.

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Joe C. mentally prepares for the game in silence. That is all.

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Matt Greene was released from the fake hospital yesterday afternoon just in time for the Blues game. The team welcome him back with make-believe warm wishes, which forced Matt to take a moment and reflect on his pretend illness.

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This is the only in-game photo that I have but I think it's fair to say that I managed to pack the excitement of at least 9 photos into this one shot.

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Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you . . . the jingle jugs.

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After the game, the team headed to the tried and true Bull Moose Saloon for libations. There was another encounter with the Norwegian pool shark but things stayed cool. As we sat there drinking, telling funny stories, and listening to great music on the jukebox it brought back some fond memories. Particularly the memories of one spectacular summer years ago. I believe it was the summer of '69.