As well as being the first day of fall, today was also the last day of softball. Very symbolic. Here's Dave "Snowy" striking out and Matt "McMuscle" getting ready to pound one. Our team's position looked good this morning going into the playoffs, as we only had to beat two teams we had beaten earlier in the season to make it into the final game.
But we narrowly lost our 11:30 game, which put us straight into the consolation round for fifth place at 4:30. At least that second game was a lot of fun, since we got to play our favourite team, and neither of us cared at all who won. In fact, I showed up to find that about 90% of my team had just finished ingesting some special cookies that Gerry "Medical Marijuana" had brought. Good times.
After ball, I went to the Atlantic Superstore for some groceries, and something very unnerving was going on in there. Over the ceiling speakers that usually broadcast terrible dance pop hits or eighties' power ballads, this weird triptych of my youth's touchstones played, in order. Did Gerry get there before me and hand out some of his treats to the staff?
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