June 3rd, 2007

little review

Poem for Sunday

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Saturday younger son had what is likely to be his last organized soccer game, since in middle school all the leagues require tryouts and he has absolutely no interest in playing competitively. While apaulled took him to the soccer team party afterward -- at which the coach announced that he, too, is retiring -- I wrote short articles on Nana Visitor and J.J. Abrams and started the laundry that I fear is not going to get finished till Monday, since we have to drive my parents to the airport for their trip to Greece on Sunday.

In the late afternoon we went with my in-laws to see the Frederick Keys...our annual pilgrimage for making sure younger son has good Hebrew school attendance (more difficult than it sounds, as everyone has sports and stuff weekend mornings and not that many kids get the free passes. It was not the Keys' best game -- I saw my first minor league grand slam, scored by the Myrtle Beach Pelicans when the game had been tied 3-3 -- but despite drizzle and endless mid-inning silly activities from musical chairs to throwing frisbees into the crowd, they Keys came back to win 9-8, powered in part by a home run by a player just brought back from another local team, the Bowie Baysox. Of course, it helped that they got two unearned runs off an error, but who's counting?

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