So tonight our bar league softball team took on the one team in our league that has a “Softball Guy.” The guy who will not hesitate to tell you he played college football (and that’s relevant how?), argues every call and generally talks shit to everyone.
Most teams in this league care more about the beer being cold after the game than the game itself. But Softball Guy takes every game like its the seventh game of the World Series. Tonight we discovered he totally has the “yips” trying to throw from 2nd base to 1st. The first ball hit to him he shot putted to first, leaving it a few feet short. Over the next few innings, he underhanded, overthrew and generally made a mess.
How depressing it must be to be so cocky and arrogant about something you’re so bad at.
