The Good Guys embarked on their second road trip of the year. Again, it did not go well. The team went four and five, as they won two of three in Pittsburgh, before losing two of three in both Chicago, and St Louis. They returned home, on a Sunday night, to begin a nine game homestand, against the teams from California.
While Mitch was away on the trip, he ran into far more serious problems than just the on field ones the team was having. His situation with Naomi was deteriorating quickly. She had now taken to typing in black and purple italicized letters, while arguing with him on the computer, and insulting his intelligence by repeatedly calling him a "Dumbass". Mitch, shaken from Lee's retirement, weary from the road, and tired of Naomi's constant badgering, ranting, and raving, began to vent to his teammates about retiring from everything at the end of the season. He wanted away from the team, the island, tickling, and, most of all, Naomi. At first, he had sent her an e-mail, instructing her not to contact him for one week, while he was away on the trip, so that he could have time to clear his head. Then, he reconsidered his position, and realized that was not practical.
When Mitch arrived home on Sunday night, he entered the apartment, to the same insulting greeting from Naomi: "Hello, dumbass". Mitch fired back, saying: "Hi, fucking bitch, who has made me miserable for over twenty years!" "If you really believe that, then why are you here, why dont you get the fuck out then!" Naomi said, her voice rising into a scream. "You want me out? Fine! How about I go? Forever!" Mitch shouted. "If that's what you
want, go for it, asshole! I'm not the one who told you while on the trip that I didnt care! If you want out, then fine, get the fuck out, forever, you fucking bastard!" Naomi screamed, at the top of her lungs. "This is my home, and I will stay if I want. I just wont talk to you!" Mitch said. "I dont give a flying fuck what you do!" Naomi said. Naomi went into the bedroom, and slammed the door, and the deep freeze was on, and would only get worse.
The next night, the Good Guys opened their homestand, with a game against the Giants. Kate Hudson was on the hill. Mitch struck out four times, and his head didnt look into the game. Kate allowed only three runs, but got little offensive support, and lost, 3-1. The next night, Gil Bellows pitched. Mitch struck out five more times, leading to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Bellows allowed only two runs, but the Good Guys could get none, and lost,
2-0. Before Wednesday's game, Elmont approached Mitch: "Is something bothering you? You look upset. I dont want to pry..but" "Naomi and I are having some problems. It's been going on for a few weeks" Mitch said. "I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?" Elmont offered. Mitch smiled: "No, but thank you, Elmont. We just have things to deal with, and we
will" Mitch said. That night, Elmont flip flopped Mitch in the lineup with left fielder Dawson, moving the right fielder down to the number five spot in the order. The move helped, as Mitch hit a two run double, and Charlize Theron pitched six strong innings, allowing but two runs, and striking out eight, in a
4-2 Good Guy win.
Thursday was an off day. That day, when Mitch awoke, Naomi spoke to him for the first time in four days: "I cancelled the counesling appointment. No sense in going" Naomi said. "So what does this mean, Naomi? Have we given up? Is the next place we go to the divorce lawyers?" Mitch asked. "Did I say that? If I wanted to call a lawyer, I would have done so already. Sometimes you talk too much. Just fucking shut up, and give me time to think!" Naomi snapped. "Fine, bitch, take all the time you need to "Think". I'll be at the casino, someplace where I'm loved" Mitch said, and stormed out, spending all day at the casino, losing $1000.
San Diego came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was hit hard, and lost, 4-3. Paradise pulled off a nice win on Saturday. Trailiing 5-0, with Rachel Leigh Cook having taken her usual shellacking, the Good Guys rallied for five eighth inning runs to tie the score, and won the game in the tenth, by a 6-5 score. The comeback win gave them a springboard on Sunday, for Kate Hudson vs Jake Peavy. In front of a sundrenched sellout, on an 84 degree day, the Good Guys knocked Peavy out in the first inning, on homers by Ed Burns, and Mitch. From that point, Kate was magnificent, firing a two hit shutout, and striking out nine, in a 5-0 complete game win.
The Dodgers entered Paradise on Monday, for the homestand's last series. Gil Bellows pitched on Monday night, and lost a 2-1 game. Charlize had the ball on Tuesday. Paradise trailed, 3-0 in the sixth, before erupting for five runs to take the lead. Hayden came in for the ninth, and got the last outs, in a 5-3 win. Neve Campbell took the mound, on a sunny, dry, 85 degree day, in front of a sellout. Neve gave up two runs in six innings, striking out nine. With the game tied, 2-2 in the eighth, Ed Burns came up, and launched a solo homer to give Paradise the lead. Hayden got through the ninth, and the Good Guys came away with a 3-2 win, that completed a five and four homestand. The team was winning, but they were treading water, and, as they packed to head to San Francisco the next evening, things were looking not good.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday tickle party, following the win against the Padres. Due to the trouble with Mitch, Naomi decided to pay $100 each to several doms, to be tickled by male and female doms. She stripped to a black bra and panties, and was tied hands and feet to the bed, in the private room she was in. One male dom began the tickle on Naomi's neck with fingers, as her head shifted, and the giggles began:HHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHE! Working down, a female dom joined in, tickling Naomi on her underarms, sides, ribs, and belly with fingers:" HEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHHEEHHEEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Moving down, another male dom took over, attacking Naomi on her hips, inner thighs, and behind her knees with fingers, as she thrashed, and bucked:HEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHE! Finally, a last female dom positoned herself at Naomi's feet, tickling them with fingers, feathers, and electric toothbrushes. Naomi went beserk, wiggling her toes every which way, and squealing with laughter, begging for mercy:HHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHHEEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH! PLEASE NO MORE! I GIVE UP! NOOOOO! HEHEEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle ended, and Naomi was untied.
On Thursday afternoon, Mitch was packed to head off to San Francisco: "You're not going to see a divorce lawyer while I'm gone, are you?" He asked Naomi. "Do you want me to see a divorce lawyer?" She shot back. "No, of course not" He replied. "Okay then, then no, no divorce lawyers" Naomi said. "Do me a favor. You dont have to talk to me while I'm away, but if you im me, please do it without the black and purple italicized letters and bold face, and cool it with the "dumbass" comments. I would hope you wouldnt be married to me for almost a quarter century, if you really thought I was a dumbass" Mitch said. "No, I supposed I wouldnt have been married to you all this time if I thought that" Naomi said. "Okay, well, I'll see you next week. Hopefully, we can have a better homestand" Mitch said, as he picked up his case, and headed out the door, to the cab to the airport.
So, it had been another subpar homestand of fighting and bad feelings. Now came a ten day California road trip. Would things get better? That answer to come in the continuing story of the Tickle Team From Paradise Island.
The End
While Mitch was away on the trip, he ran into far more serious problems than just the on field ones the team was having. His situation with Naomi was deteriorating quickly. She had now taken to typing in black and purple italicized letters, while arguing with him on the computer, and insulting his intelligence by repeatedly calling him a "Dumbass". Mitch, shaken from Lee's retirement, weary from the road, and tired of Naomi's constant badgering, ranting, and raving, began to vent to his teammates about retiring from everything at the end of the season. He wanted away from the team, the island, tickling, and, most of all, Naomi. At first, he had sent her an e-mail, instructing her not to contact him for one week, while he was away on the trip, so that he could have time to clear his head. Then, he reconsidered his position, and realized that was not practical.
When Mitch arrived home on Sunday night, he entered the apartment, to the same insulting greeting from Naomi: "Hello, dumbass". Mitch fired back, saying: "Hi, fucking bitch, who has made me miserable for over twenty years!" "If you really believe that, then why are you here, why dont you get the fuck out then!" Naomi said, her voice rising into a scream. "You want me out? Fine! How about I go? Forever!" Mitch shouted. "If that's what you
want, go for it, asshole! I'm not the one who told you while on the trip that I didnt care! If you want out, then fine, get the fuck out, forever, you fucking bastard!" Naomi screamed, at the top of her lungs. "This is my home, and I will stay if I want. I just wont talk to you!" Mitch said. "I dont give a flying fuck what you do!" Naomi said. Naomi went into the bedroom, and slammed the door, and the deep freeze was on, and would only get worse.
The next night, the Good Guys opened their homestand, with a game against the Giants. Kate Hudson was on the hill. Mitch struck out four times, and his head didnt look into the game. Kate allowed only three runs, but got little offensive support, and lost, 3-1. The next night, Gil Bellows pitched. Mitch struck out five more times, leading to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Bellows allowed only two runs, but the Good Guys could get none, and lost,
2-0. Before Wednesday's game, Elmont approached Mitch: "Is something bothering you? You look upset. I dont want to pry..but" "Naomi and I are having some problems. It's been going on for a few weeks" Mitch said. "I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?" Elmont offered. Mitch smiled: "No, but thank you, Elmont. We just have things to deal with, and we
will" Mitch said. That night, Elmont flip flopped Mitch in the lineup with left fielder Dawson, moving the right fielder down to the number five spot in the order. The move helped, as Mitch hit a two run double, and Charlize Theron pitched six strong innings, allowing but two runs, and striking out eight, in a
4-2 Good Guy win.
Thursday was an off day. That day, when Mitch awoke, Naomi spoke to him for the first time in four days: "I cancelled the counesling appointment. No sense in going" Naomi said. "So what does this mean, Naomi? Have we given up? Is the next place we go to the divorce lawyers?" Mitch asked. "Did I say that? If I wanted to call a lawyer, I would have done so already. Sometimes you talk too much. Just fucking shut up, and give me time to think!" Naomi snapped. "Fine, bitch, take all the time you need to "Think". I'll be at the casino, someplace where I'm loved" Mitch said, and stormed out, spending all day at the casino, losing $1000.
San Diego came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was hit hard, and lost, 4-3. Paradise pulled off a nice win on Saturday. Trailiing 5-0, with Rachel Leigh Cook having taken her usual shellacking, the Good Guys rallied for five eighth inning runs to tie the score, and won the game in the tenth, by a 6-5 score. The comeback win gave them a springboard on Sunday, for Kate Hudson vs Jake Peavy. In front of a sundrenched sellout, on an 84 degree day, the Good Guys knocked Peavy out in the first inning, on homers by Ed Burns, and Mitch. From that point, Kate was magnificent, firing a two hit shutout, and striking out nine, in a 5-0 complete game win.
The Dodgers entered Paradise on Monday, for the homestand's last series. Gil Bellows pitched on Monday night, and lost a 2-1 game. Charlize had the ball on Tuesday. Paradise trailed, 3-0 in the sixth, before erupting for five runs to take the lead. Hayden came in for the ninth, and got the last outs, in a 5-3 win. Neve Campbell took the mound, on a sunny, dry, 85 degree day, in front of a sellout. Neve gave up two runs in six innings, striking out nine. With the game tied, 2-2 in the eighth, Ed Burns came up, and launched a solo homer to give Paradise the lead. Hayden got through the ninth, and the Good Guys came away with a 3-2 win, that completed a five and four homestand. The team was winning, but they were treading water, and, as they packed to head to San Francisco the next evening, things were looking not good.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday tickle party, following the win against the Padres. Due to the trouble with Mitch, Naomi decided to pay $100 each to several doms, to be tickled by male and female doms. She stripped to a black bra and panties, and was tied hands and feet to the bed, in the private room she was in. One male dom began the tickle on Naomi's neck with fingers, as her head shifted, and the giggles began:HHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHE! Working down, a female dom joined in, tickling Naomi on her underarms, sides, ribs, and belly with fingers:" HEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHHEEHHEEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Moving down, another male dom took over, attacking Naomi on her hips, inner thighs, and behind her knees with fingers, as she thrashed, and bucked:HEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHE! Finally, a last female dom positoned herself at Naomi's feet, tickling them with fingers, feathers, and electric toothbrushes. Naomi went beserk, wiggling her toes every which way, and squealing with laughter, begging for mercy:HHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHHEEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH! PLEASE NO MORE! I GIVE UP! NOOOOO! HEHEEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle ended, and Naomi was untied.
On Thursday afternoon, Mitch was packed to head off to San Francisco: "You're not going to see a divorce lawyer while I'm gone, are you?" He asked Naomi. "Do you want me to see a divorce lawyer?" She shot back. "No, of course not" He replied. "Okay then, then no, no divorce lawyers" Naomi said. "Do me a favor. You dont have to talk to me while I'm away, but if you im me, please do it without the black and purple italicized letters and bold face, and cool it with the "dumbass" comments. I would hope you wouldnt be married to me for almost a quarter century, if you really thought I was a dumbass" Mitch said. "No, I supposed I wouldnt have been married to you all this time if I thought that" Naomi said. "Okay, well, I'll see you next week. Hopefully, we can have a better homestand" Mitch said, as he picked up his case, and headed out the door, to the cab to the airport.
So, it had been another subpar homestand of fighting and bad feelings. Now came a ten day California road trip. Would things get better? That answer to come in the continuing story of the Tickle Team From Paradise Island.
The End
