Lowe, advertising boys and girls par excellence and probably Bowie’s best LP. (That’s Long Playing record, under thirties.) But, vinyl trainspotting notwithstanding, how were they at softball?
Not as good as the mighty Fartners, that’s for sure, as we racked up our highest winning margin this season of 27, completing a hat-trick of convincing victories.
What do you mean, you want details? We are still giddy on the Lambrusco of success to remember stonking home runs from the Buck brothers, a quite frankly miraculous catch from Steffi on second and a powerful display of second base sliding, notably by Wild Man Waldie and the return of the undisputed sledging champion of the world, Gooner Edwards-Winser. Fuckadeedoodah, that was a long sentence wasn’t it?
Sporting gents and ladies as we are, Mercy was offered to the Lowe comedy revue (booking now for weddings, bar mitzvahs and corporate hospitality) at the bottom of the fifth innings. Amusingly enough they thought we were asking Mercy from them.
Laughable, considering they were 15 behind at this stage, despite an attempted mini comeback, comprising one home run and a catch. But in the sixth we thwacked a few more around the pitch, notching up another 10 just to emphasise our crushing superiority.
What must be said however is that Lowe were the nicest, most entertaining and sporting opponents of the season so far. Can we play them again, please?
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