JV baseball – Tigers take down Cadets 11-2

Thursday, 29 April 2017

The Fort Frye Cadets gather for a pre-game prayer

Beverly, Ohio – The Fort Frye Cadets (5-10) hosted the Marietta Tigers (14-4) at Cadet Stadium Thursday afternoon. Sidearming sophomore Hunter Douglas made his first start for the Cadets, but he struggled through an inning and two-thirds in an outing marred by walks.

After issuing two walks and giving up an infield single to Jackson to begin the game, Douglas walked Richards with the bases loaded to hand the Tigers their first run. Duck came up next with a line drive to center to score Moss and give MHS a two-run lead.

In the bottom half of the 1st, the Cadets couldn’t get anything going. Marietta Sophomore Kail Hill recorded ten punchouts on the afternoon, and he was dominant from the outset. Fort Frye went down in order, not giving Douglas much time to get rested after he labored through the 1st.

The Tigers played a patient game and drew four walks in the first two innings. They converted three of the four free passes into runs, and Douglas gave way to Brenden Huck. Huck recorded the third out of the inning after the first of two catcher’s interference calls against Matt Duskey, and the Tigers led 5-0 going into the bottom of the 2nd.

In the home half of the inning, Fort Frye came up with the only runs they would score on the day. Hill issued a rare walk and made an error on an easy grounder back to the mound, and Fort Frye’s Hunter Stoffel drove in two on a lazy popup to no man’s land in shallow right field to make the score 5-2 in favor of Marietta.

Huck stifled the Tigers, who couldn’t figure out his off-speed pitches. He mixed his fastballs with a steady diet of straight changeups that kept Marietta off-balance. He pitched 3-2/3 innings and was lifted after fifty pitches because the Ohio High School Baseball Coaches Association implemented a new pitch-count rule during the off-season.

Derek Joy is the scheduled starter for the first game of Fort Frye’s doubleheader against John Glenn High School on Saturday, but Coach Mason Lang decided to use him as a stopgap reliever to get out of the 6th. Joy didn’t enjoy the same success as Huck, though, and the Tigers played small ball to tack on two more and improve their lead to 7-2.

After the Cadets failed to get anything going in the bottom of the 6th, Joy walked Jared Hollister to lead off the 7th. Fort Frye Junior Zach Nesselroad entered to replace Joy, but he struggled to find the strike zone. He walked the first batter he faced and the Tigers took advantage of Nesselroad’s slow delivery to steal three bases on three consecutive pitches.

The Tigers would pile on four runs in their final inning at bat to take an 11-2 lead, and that’s where the score stood as Fort Frye went down in order to end the game.

The Cadets have four games left to finish the season. With a win, they had the opportunity to finish the season at .500, but the loss ensures their third consecutive losing season. Their final home game is against the Waterford Wildcats at 5:00 next Tuesday.

The importance of small town volunteers

While larger cities can usually afford to pay members of their fire departments and emergency medical services, many small towns rely on volunteers to provide invaluable assistance. I spoke to two members of the Beverly Volunteer Fire Department who shared their thoughts on the importance of volunteering in small communities.

Kurt Vonnegut’s survival guide for these times

Kurt Vonnegut has been dead for nearly ten years now, but his legacy continues with a fresh generation of readers looking for guidance in an uncertain world. He was an outspoken critic of George W. Bush’s administration, and it isn’t difficult to imagine what his reaction would be toward our current political climate and treatment of refugees. If he were alive today, it’s likely he would spend a lot of time quoting himself, trying to get us to treat each other better.

“So it goes.”

Wikimedia Commons | Dresden, 1910 – before the fire bombing of the Second World War
Wikipedia | Dresden, 1945 – after Allied fire bombing

This oft-repeated statement from Slaughterhouse-Five is fatalistic, but it also leaves room for the continuation of life and, perhaps, hope. Consider KV’s message of peace and humanity by reflecting on this Aleppo-inspired installation erected in Dresden just before the 72nd anniversary of the city’s destruction by fire bombs, a tragedy he experienced firsthand. Vonnegut found it horrifying that civilians should be the targets of a major military operation, a concern many activists express about the conditions in Aleppo. You can express your outrage and compassion by donating herehere, or here.

“There’s only one rule that I know of, babies – God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.”

Raise your hand if you wish Kurt was your Valentine ✋✋✋✋

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Nothing says kindness like Kurt making eyes at you while reclining on his lawn in a fashionable loose-fitting sweater. Happy Valentine’s Day from the Kurt Vonnegut Memorial Library! Check the official site for events, and show your loved one you care by making a donation in their name.

“If this isn’t nice, what is?”

Life is full of uncertainty for the refugees in Australia, Greece, and Kenya, too. So while you lend a helping hand and follow KV’s advice to do good to one another, be sure to look around and find something you are thankful for. If you can’t, this might be a good place to start.

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5 times your priest wished confession was over

He’s heard it all before.

1. That time he was working his crossword puzzle.

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He looks like he’s ready to hear all about the dirty you did at Nikki’s house party last weekend, but it’s the only solitude he has to figure out 36 down.

2. When you invited him to your third annual clambake that Saturday.

Molteni Giuseppe, La confessione – Wikimedia Commons

As much as he likes a bit of steamy gossip, he only eats seafood on Fridays.

3. After your story about that time you went down to the river with John on a Friday night.

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He’s strong, but that story could lead anyone into temptation.

4. That time he was going to a Halloween party and went as himself.

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He saved money and won first place with his buddies in the creepy costume contest.

5.  When he thought it was safe to leave, but you were still there.

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He had to pretend he forgot his keys in the confessional.

Join us next week for 7 nuns whose coifs look like the Virgin!

A place to unwind

I find myself walking up and down Court Street on a Tuesday evening, looking for a place to sit for a couple of drinks. I could go to any number of diners, shops, or hipster restaurants, but I want something between a dive and a sit-down bar & restaurant.

I choose The Crystal. Its facade is neither repulsive nor wholly appealing. A healthy mix of male and female students sit over drinks at the counter. I find the five TVs over the bar a little excessive when there are only six of us in the building, but some it seems they can’t get enough of sports talk. The shelves behind the bar are lined with a rainbow of flavored vodka and cheap liquor.

I notice a small selection of taps. Alongside the standard American lagers, the Alaskan Amber Ale stands out. I order a glass and the bartender asks for $2.00. “$2.00 for what?” I ask. “That’s how much it costs,” she replies.

The beer is cheap.

Hold on. That’s roughly what this stuff goes for bottled. I’m conditioned to paying six times that at bars in Singapore, and I do most of my drinking at home in my rural town that serves only Bud and Miller on tap. Despite the minor inconvenience of having to pay cash at The Crystal, I decide I’ll find myself here more than once after an evening class.

I take my first sip of beer from a frosty pint glass. The rim is chipped but rounded. I put the glass down so it can warm a bit and be drinkable for enjoyment. Some hip-hop song comes on and repeats, “Know I hit you with that dropkick, Marty Jannetty.” I wonder if any of these kids a decade younger than me know what the hell the guy is singing about. And then I’m suddenly swung into a mix of 2000s alt-rock and emo. The atmosphere is a little uneven.

Rylee, the bartender, thinks so too. She’s left her post at the bar, trying to get the right music going. Frustrated, she settles with Hoobastank’s “The Reason.” At the same time I think, “For god’s sake, why won’t that song die,” a customer expresses the same sentiment to the bartender. We get back on the musical merry-go-round.

As an enormous eight-bladed fan lethargically drifts over top of the bar to keep an already cool night just a bit cooler, I notice that Rylee knows all of her patrons. It seems that this place is the kind people return to for cheap drinks and easy conversation. It has no pretension. So even though I sit in a shirt and tie among a line of twenty-somethings in hoodies and jeans, I find myself comfortable and looking forward to the next time I can drop by to unwind after a long day of high school teaching and college classwork.