July 30th the baby blue minivan leaves, taking its downriver wiffle representatives on their journey into the cows, corn, and soy known as central Ohio. No Lugnuts this year, we're not so mechanical. Jammers are likewise left to the past. This year it's a combination aerial assault and quirky, small-ball strategies to bring home the runs, and as always: defense, defense, defense. We covet our nuts... runs, hide and bury them all around the grounds. Nobody else will find any of either of these easily when they step onto the same field as the flying squirrels of downriver wiffle!
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