The squad from frog design Seattle went into week #1 a bit shorthanded. However, the kind folk from Seattle Weekly gave up two of their players to even out the numbers. This proved to be a massive benefit to the team in green as their new catcher was none other than Johnny Bench. Johnny Bench set the standard for catchers of his era, and this defensive perfomance by the borrowed player from Seatttle Weekly was on point.

It’s also important to note that Joey “Knuckleball” Tobens pitched a solid five innings for the frogs.

Rumour has it that the final score was 8-2…a solid start to the Saucony sports season

After guarding the bases from spritely, rambunctious children and clueless tourists, Teams KEXP, Frog Design, Seattle Weekly, and Bumbershoot were ready to play some ball under the Space Needle.

Bumbershoot came prepared after reading the smack talk posted by KEXP on the Team Saucony Originals blog, and KEXP was not joking. Clad in short shorts and eye black, their intimidation could be felt throughout the Seattle Center. But was this enough? After trailing 1-0 for several innings, KEXP’s frustration culiminated in a surprise wrestling attack on their opponents (or was it the other way around?). But Bumbershoot prevailed having scored the only run for the whole game.

Down two players, Frog Design graciously adopted two members from the begrudging Seattle Weekly who made their displeasure known with threats of job termination and scandalous emails. But the Weekly had plenty of reason to be mad. Their traded players were making key plays for Team Frog Design, the catcher alone making six outs in three innings. This turned out to be the Weekly’s undoing as they lost by some amount of unknown runs. Never again we will see them participating in acts of good sportsmanship.

The wind was strong that day, chilling to the bone. But neither the wind, nor the KEXP team, could deter we mighty Bumbershoot Hot Dogs from what we came to the Seattle Center to do: WIN.

As we tossed the ball back and forth before the game, we could feel our blood begin to boil, despite the approaching gusts. Our eyes grew wide, then red, finally retreating to slits as we focused in on our prey and eventual conquest. We knew none could stand in our path, regardless of DJing skills.

We took the field enthusiastically, with impenetrable defenses repelling all KEXP attempts at scoring. This was our field, and we made certain they knew it. With repeated catches, beans, and strike outs, we Hot Dogs set the tone of the game. At bat we were a force. Our line drives and aggressive base running tested KEXP’s limits of how much abuse one orange-shirted team could take.

When Peter ‘Sweet &’ Lowe stepped up to the plate, we knew it was finally over for our record spinning opponents. As he banished the ball into the stratosphere with a hollow thwack, he brought home the solitary run of the game, ushering in our thus-far perfect record.

We only feel sorry for the next team with the audacity to oppose us, for we are less a team now, and more a staunch athletic machine, without weakness or mercy.

Go Hot Dogs!

(Credits: Aubbie, photos / Evan, prose / Mike, nicknames / Shaun, smack talk)

KEXP does.  Check it. 

Kim and Andrew trained hard for the big game.

What we have learned from our loss last night: Looking good makes losing A LOT easier.

Ah, whiffle ball. When was the last time we played you? And we didn’t know the rules then either. I mean, we try, right? So the game starts off with 2 of our team members having to become tadpoles, I mean, Frog Design.

We bat, we field, we even score a little. Did we win? Well, let’s just say we had a great time! And Kendyl, is that snuff in your back pocket?

Afterwards we went to the Hurricane for PBR & Nachos. The dinner of champions, so I hear from Seely.