Thursday, November 16, 2017

SO, HOW DID OLD MEN PLAY SOFTBALL IN MINNESOTA WINTERS ???? (DOMEBALL HISTORY KINDOF)

Did you ever wonder how old guys from Minnesota played softball in the dead of winter a few years back?  Well, if they were smart and had a few bucks, they'd join the old jock flock and head to the "snow bird" leagues in Florida. Once there, those sun starved oldsters would somehow morph into that dude of time gone by. Within a few days, their razor sharp skills bounced back. Their 'Sota winter sluggishness turned into that studly swagger, attracting glances from those tanned, blue haired ladies from the South.

For those who couldn't escape the Polar Vortex, there were few ways to pursue their passion. Rumors had it  that as soon as the little woman finished shoveling the driveway after a big snow, her hero would insist she loosen up and play catch. Word passed down tells of players bringing their bats to rural barns to hit frozen cow chips out of frustration. This was the known as the DARK AGES OF MINNESOTA SENIOR SOFTBALL.

As winter got longer the mounds of the white stuff mounted.  Their women left the igloo to shop (or just left for good). Then along came Nintendo Wii baseball in 2006 to save the day for those old farts.



VIEW OF THE BIG SCREEN AT BAMBINO'S

Those winter worn guys would gather at the closest Bambino's heated man cave in their starched summer jerseys to play team Nintendo Wii baseball. It would be a win-win for everyone they thought, but it didn't last long; one year to be exact.

On the Nintendo playing field, the really good real ballplayers lost their edge. Softball historians from the tundra named it THE YEAR OF MINNESOTA WINTER GEEKBALL.

Guys who couldn't hit a real ball became the heroes. The geeks testosterone level spiked. This was no field of dreams for the old super stars who lacked computer skills. It was like the revenge of the nerds.

And the groupie women?  Well,  they were the real winners who left their boys at the Bambino's electronic field of dreams to enjoy extended shopping sprees, followed by lengthy wine tastings as their aging heroes played with their joy sticks in man caves.

Some of the older guys who were around back then recall a peace summit at a local VFW the following spring. The Board of Directors voted to ban Geekball forever. A new winter league would be formed once the leaders could find some kind of a state of the art indoor field.

On the drive home later that winter evening somewhere in Richfield,  one of the leaders of the group saw a flash of light race over this truck, creating a vision of what the inside of the ideal winter playing field should look like --- a place well lit (like he may have been) with almost super natural grass, and of course, state of the art climate control. He was quoted in a local paper a few days after his epiphany:


"THIS IS THE WHAT I REMEMBER SEEING THAT NIGHT DRIVING HOME FROM THE VFW AFTER HAVING SOME BEERS WITH MY MATES.  NO BULLSHIT! ! I SAW IT!






"YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT,  BUT IF YOU TRY SO HARD YOU MIGHT GET WHAT YOU NEED!!!" 

 



IF IT LOOKS LIKE AN IGLOO, IT MIGHT BE AS COLD AS AN IGLOO!!!



















































































































































































































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