It’s been a wet and wild May and that has altered the season schedules already. However, the season is off and running despite numerous rainouts in the first two days.
It started with a bang down in Rosalind when the newly minted Tofield Braves (A combination of Ryley Rebels and Bardo Athletics – yes you’re hearing that right if you’ve been in hibernation or boozing all spring) went toe-to-toe with the defending champion Rosalind Athletics.
It’s unsure what Sheldon Pederson is on, or if the Bawlf gods over his farm as a kid have given him the superpowers only the Homer Dome can, but the aging retired volleyball star blasted a solo shot, stole a base and scored twice to make the difference in a game where the Braves out hit the A’s 10-5. The A’s, pulling a page out of the Armena Royals book to “bend but not break,” only struggled the most with what this author remembers as a young buck playing for the Tofield Lakers back in the day, Sean Melanson. He went 3-4 with 2 of the Braves 3 RBI and appears to be feeling comfy in Tofield tops.
The other two games were washed out on opening day Saturday so teams were itching Tuesday to get at it. Especially the much-maligned rollercoaster riding Holden Blue Jays who every year seem poised to win it all or finish dead last. You just never know. The Jays, stockpiled with feminine specimen on the bleachers these days (The young men are growing up I tell ya. Back in my day it was mostly hutterites and parents), got a break in opening the season due to rains in Armena. The Jays sped out to a 3-0 lead then held on and handed the ball over to veteran Grayson Soprovich for the save. The Royals, highly retooled since their two straight finals appearances, will be in tough this season.
Finally, the only other game to sneak under the clouded skies, was the inaugural game for the Sherwood Park Athletics against the Camrose Roadrunners. 1992 cometh as the A’s harkened the beautiful yellow jerseys only to get a bit of ugliness cast upon them in a surprising 11-3 romping from the oft-basement-dwelling Roadrunners. Time will tell if the birds have hatched from ugly ducklings to playoff contenders, or if these two will be the laughing stock of a gray-bearded league.
Until next time… keep those tweets and write-ups coming boys.