High Times!

I have an itch to play fast pitch baseball. It's been 8 years since I've touched a baseball and can barely get out of bed after a 3 mile jog, downhill. With that said, last night I met up in Central Park with a player from the Brooklyn Beers (yes, Beers) who is looking for a pitcher who can "for the love of God just throw strikes". We were casually tossing around on an empty field when a team from another field started to migrate toward the field we were using.

"Hey dudes, you like... wanna play some softball?"

Their green jerseys read "Bong Hitters" and as they stumbled closer carrying a few coolers and bat bags I noticed a girl cradling a beer bottle in her mitt and another guy who had a can of beer cozied in his batting glove.

It was an instant party. Most of the team took a seat on the grass to take a breather and out of nowhere field C of Central Park North looked (& smelled) like a scene from Bonnaroo. I almost thought someone was going to start selling grilled cheese sandwiches and passing out nitrous oxide balloons.

The guy who invited us to play came over and introduced himself and benumbedly informed us that his team, assembled from High Times magazine had just beaten DC Comics in their media softball league standoff.