golden gate park, sunday afternoon
they meet every sunday and battle each other. i know because i meet with some people to play wiffle ball, and we share the same field. today one sword fighting couple sent their 9 year old son over to play with us. his name was Hawk.
“Do you like to battle too?” i asked Hawk.
“No. Sometimes I hit the stop sign on my street though.”
Hawk got on base his first three times at bat and pitched a shut out inning. then, as it got colder, he tried to put his sweatshirt on and got trapped inside it. he was a little overweight, or perhaps the standard for today. very much a shy kid whose parents drive in from the suburbs to dress up in homemade armor and fight on the grass. 
I’m envious of your whiffle ball league
Comment by Lyle_s — August 13, 2007 @ 6:18 pm
al carrey got me going to it. we use ghost runners. that way you can drink through the whole game.
Comment by Rolston — August 17, 2007 @ 12:26 am