So for two weeks in a row now, the James Street Juggernauts showed
up to play with nary another team to play. It's a bit of a defeating feeling
when you know that the rec softball league you spent a long season
playing within is run by circus clowns who spend their time on
miniature bicycles whilst playing with whistles and yo-yo's.
I mean really - come on.
It was nice to get back to Ottawa for a spell, though. Any chance to
spend time with a dear friend on the patio of a Royal Oak while slurping
a delicious amber-coloured Creemore pint is a good thing.
