The Good Guys, who could find no relief from their abysmal play, either on field, or off, embarked on their next road trip. After briefly finding some relief, by winning two of three in Pittsburgh, they proceeded to lose two of three in both Chicago, and St Louis. They returned home on a Sunday night, to begin a nine game homestand, against the West Coast teams.
That Monday, a few incredibly cruel articles began to appear about the team in the Paradise Island newspapers, and some scathing criticism was heard on the radio talk shows. It was almost as if, due to that one miserable season, there had not been the two decades of incredible play, that the team had enjoyed, before this unexpected, and pitiful year. One particularly crude talk show host, almost invited the fans, to dump all their frustations on the team, commenting:" Well, our former championship team, who plays at the sports venue by the ocean, has provided us with a perfect place to let out all of our frustrations. So, if you're frustrated with your life, come out and jeer the Good Guys. If you lose your job, or lose all your money at the island's gaming tables, buy a seat at the now increasingly barren park, go out, and heckle the Good Guys". Upon listening to this, the team, who knew they deserved at least some of the criticism for their bad season, felt anger and despair, and that the news media was wrong, for promoting the fans to kick the team when it was down, especially after so much winning, and so many years of happiness.
It was a somber, and angry, group of Good Guy ballplayers, who reported to the ballpark, on that Monday night, to play the Giants. Kate Hudson was on the hill. At first, it looked like the team might squeeze a win on that night. They scored a few runs, when Kate, leading 3-2 in the seventh, accidently hit back to back batters with pitches, and was ejected. From there, things went down the drain, as the bullpen came on, gave up five runs, to which the Good Guys could answer with only one, as the team dropped the game,
7-4. The loss dropped the team eighteen games out of first place, and deeper into last, with even the wild card a pipe dream, at that point. The following night, Gil Bellows gave another credible effort, shutting out the Giants for seven innings, striking out ten, and gaining some cheers from the 18,000 who had gathered on that cloudy evening. Unfortunately, the team could not get any runs, and Hilary Duff gave up a ninth inning homer, as the team choked again, 1-0. Charlize Theron pitched on Wednesday night, and gave the Paradise Islanders a lift, firing nine shutout innings, in a light rain, as the Good Guys did manage to score three runs, and prevail, 3-0.
Thursday was an off day. Members of the team tried to spend it by trying to distract themselves with other activities, such as a trip to the casino. Whereas in previous years, the appearance of the team at any event, would bring out autograph seekers. Now, as they strode through the casino, they received looks of digust, and whispers, almost as if, "What are those losers doing here"
San Diego came to town on Friday night. The team as a whole was feeling even lower. Angry at their play, they were also angry at their fans, who rallied around them for years when they played well, and then suddenly, seemingly deserted them, now that they were playing poorly. Also, with the ballpark having long been an attraction for tourists to see a championship team, it now was no such thing, as the tourists stayed away, choosing not to pay their money, to see a team that was doing so poorly. Neve Campbell pitched on that Friday night, and was staked to a 4-0 lead. However, in the sixth, Neve tired, and the bullpen came in. The 4-0 lead went by the wayside in minutes, as San Diego scored seven runs. Again, the Good Guys couldn't fight back, and succumbed, 7-5. Saturday night's game was over early, as the fifth starter gave up ten runs in three innings, in a game the team ended up dropping, 16-0. Kate Hudson took the mound on a hot, humid, hazy Sunday, in front of a crowd of about 28,000. She provided some excitement that day, as she looked like the Kate of old, striking out eleven over eight innings, and the Good Guys showed their appreciation, by scoring five runs for her, and prevailing, 5-0, for only their second win on the homestand.
The Dodgers invaded Paradise on Monday night. Gil Bellows pitched that night. He gave a fine effort, allowing two runs over eight innings, but the team could only get one run, and fell, 2-1. Charlize Theron pitched on Tuesday night. For the second time on the homestand, she pitched very well, striking out thirteen, and leaving tied, 1-1 in the seventh. The Good Guys scored a run in the eighth, and hung on, to win, 2-1. Neve Campbell took the mound on a 100 degree Wednesday afternoon. It was a record setting day for the team, in an ominous way. Whereas in the glory days, 50,000 would show up on getaway day to cheer the team on, on that afternoon, an oppressive one, only a little over 400 people bothered to buy tickets to see the horror show last place team, in the last game of the homestand. The ballpark was so empty, that WPAR-TV, broadcasting the game that day, ordered the TV cameras not to show the barren, and deserted, stands. The announced attendance was 412 souls. The team didnt give the fans who did show up much to cheer about, as Campbell got bombed, allowing seven runs into the fourth. and the Good Guys went down quietly, 9-1, to complete another pathtetic three and six homestand, that now left them twenty two games out of first place, and buried deep in the cellar. Nothing they tried or did was right. It was poor hitting, poor pitching, no defense, awful fan support, and no team morale. It was probably just destined to be one lost season, with things getting worse, each week.
While Mitch was home, he and Naomi attended counesling. The couneslor was well aware of the team's horrid play, and urged the couple to try and leave the frustrations of the team's ongoing trouble on the field, and to focus on their relationship. It was very difficult, when their work was so awful, and they were being booed at the ballpark every day. Hopefully, the trouble would not extend into the Mitch-Naomi relationship, as the couple had already endured enough trouble, even in the days they were winning championships.
In the meantime, one tradition which would always go on, as long as there was a team, was the Saturday night tickle party, which everyone now used as an outlet for the frustration they were all feeling. That night, CNN Headline News weekend anchor Susan Hendricks, a blonde cute reporter, was in town, covering the team and their situation, for her network. After much cajoling, she agreed to be the featured lee of the evening, stripping to a bra and panties, and getting tied to the tickle table with rope. Catcher Barney began the tickle on Susan's neck with fingers, as her head moved from side to side, and the giggles began:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHE! NOOOO! Moving down, second baseman Russell was next, tickling Susan on her underarms, and sides, counting her ribs, as her squeals varied in pitch:HHEHEHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! THAT.... TICKLEEESS! NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Third baseman Michael joined in, attacking Susan on her belly, and hips, as more squeals erupted:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG NOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Center Fielder Ed Burns was the next ler, tickling Susan on her inner thighs, and behind her knees, causing her legs to jerk and buck. Finally, Mitch was last, attacking the soles of Susan's soft feet, the bottoms of her toes, and inbetween her toes, with his fingers, a feather, an electric toothbrush, ice, and even his tounge, over her soles and toes. This drove Susan to insanity! She wiggled her toes every which way, and squealed with girlish laughter, begging for mercy:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHE! OMG NOT MY FEET AND TOOOOOOESSS! THEY ARE SOOOOOO TICKLISH! IAM GOING INSANE!!!!!!!!! I GIVE UPPPPPPP! NO PLEEEASE NO MORE TICKLING THE TOES! NOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE! Finally, the tickle ended, and the exhausted Susan was untied.
On Thursday night, Mitch joined the members of his disjointed team at Nassau International, for the flight to California. It was another ten day road trip, which, could serve as a mixed blessing. While the team was playing miserably to be sure, the one solace on the road, was that the team didnt have to read about themselves every morning in the Paradise Island papers. Even if they went zero and nine on the trip, they would have a week plus break from that.
So, unfortunately, things didnt seem to be getting any better in the world of the Good Guys on the field. The only bright spots they had that year, were the tickle parties, and the relationships with each other. Would things get any better at all? That answer in the next installment of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
That Monday, a few incredibly cruel articles began to appear about the team in the Paradise Island newspapers, and some scathing criticism was heard on the radio talk shows. It was almost as if, due to that one miserable season, there had not been the two decades of incredible play, that the team had enjoyed, before this unexpected, and pitiful year. One particularly crude talk show host, almost invited the fans, to dump all their frustations on the team, commenting:" Well, our former championship team, who plays at the sports venue by the ocean, has provided us with a perfect place to let out all of our frustrations. So, if you're frustrated with your life, come out and jeer the Good Guys. If you lose your job, or lose all your money at the island's gaming tables, buy a seat at the now increasingly barren park, go out, and heckle the Good Guys". Upon listening to this, the team, who knew they deserved at least some of the criticism for their bad season, felt anger and despair, and that the news media was wrong, for promoting the fans to kick the team when it was down, especially after so much winning, and so many years of happiness.
It was a somber, and angry, group of Good Guy ballplayers, who reported to the ballpark, on that Monday night, to play the Giants. Kate Hudson was on the hill. At first, it looked like the team might squeeze a win on that night. They scored a few runs, when Kate, leading 3-2 in the seventh, accidently hit back to back batters with pitches, and was ejected. From there, things went down the drain, as the bullpen came on, gave up five runs, to which the Good Guys could answer with only one, as the team dropped the game,
7-4. The loss dropped the team eighteen games out of first place, and deeper into last, with even the wild card a pipe dream, at that point. The following night, Gil Bellows gave another credible effort, shutting out the Giants for seven innings, striking out ten, and gaining some cheers from the 18,000 who had gathered on that cloudy evening. Unfortunately, the team could not get any runs, and Hilary Duff gave up a ninth inning homer, as the team choked again, 1-0. Charlize Theron pitched on Wednesday night, and gave the Paradise Islanders a lift, firing nine shutout innings, in a light rain, as the Good Guys did manage to score three runs, and prevail, 3-0.
Thursday was an off day. Members of the team tried to spend it by trying to distract themselves with other activities, such as a trip to the casino. Whereas in previous years, the appearance of the team at any event, would bring out autograph seekers. Now, as they strode through the casino, they received looks of digust, and whispers, almost as if, "What are those losers doing here"
San Diego came to town on Friday night. The team as a whole was feeling even lower. Angry at their play, they were also angry at their fans, who rallied around them for years when they played well, and then suddenly, seemingly deserted them, now that they were playing poorly. Also, with the ballpark having long been an attraction for tourists to see a championship team, it now was no such thing, as the tourists stayed away, choosing not to pay their money, to see a team that was doing so poorly. Neve Campbell pitched on that Friday night, and was staked to a 4-0 lead. However, in the sixth, Neve tired, and the bullpen came in. The 4-0 lead went by the wayside in minutes, as San Diego scored seven runs. Again, the Good Guys couldn't fight back, and succumbed, 7-5. Saturday night's game was over early, as the fifth starter gave up ten runs in three innings, in a game the team ended up dropping, 16-0. Kate Hudson took the mound on a hot, humid, hazy Sunday, in front of a crowd of about 28,000. She provided some excitement that day, as she looked like the Kate of old, striking out eleven over eight innings, and the Good Guys showed their appreciation, by scoring five runs for her, and prevailing, 5-0, for only their second win on the homestand.
The Dodgers invaded Paradise on Monday night. Gil Bellows pitched that night. He gave a fine effort, allowing two runs over eight innings, but the team could only get one run, and fell, 2-1. Charlize Theron pitched on Tuesday night. For the second time on the homestand, she pitched very well, striking out thirteen, and leaving tied, 1-1 in the seventh. The Good Guys scored a run in the eighth, and hung on, to win, 2-1. Neve Campbell took the mound on a 100 degree Wednesday afternoon. It was a record setting day for the team, in an ominous way. Whereas in the glory days, 50,000 would show up on getaway day to cheer the team on, on that afternoon, an oppressive one, only a little over 400 people bothered to buy tickets to see the horror show last place team, in the last game of the homestand. The ballpark was so empty, that WPAR-TV, broadcasting the game that day, ordered the TV cameras not to show the barren, and deserted, stands. The announced attendance was 412 souls. The team didnt give the fans who did show up much to cheer about, as Campbell got bombed, allowing seven runs into the fourth. and the Good Guys went down quietly, 9-1, to complete another pathtetic three and six homestand, that now left them twenty two games out of first place, and buried deep in the cellar. Nothing they tried or did was right. It was poor hitting, poor pitching, no defense, awful fan support, and no team morale. It was probably just destined to be one lost season, with things getting worse, each week.
While Mitch was home, he and Naomi attended counesling. The couneslor was well aware of the team's horrid play, and urged the couple to try and leave the frustrations of the team's ongoing trouble on the field, and to focus on their relationship. It was very difficult, when their work was so awful, and they were being booed at the ballpark every day. Hopefully, the trouble would not extend into the Mitch-Naomi relationship, as the couple had already endured enough trouble, even in the days they were winning championships.
In the meantime, one tradition which would always go on, as long as there was a team, was the Saturday night tickle party, which everyone now used as an outlet for the frustration they were all feeling. That night, CNN Headline News weekend anchor Susan Hendricks, a blonde cute reporter, was in town, covering the team and their situation, for her network. After much cajoling, she agreed to be the featured lee of the evening, stripping to a bra and panties, and getting tied to the tickle table with rope. Catcher Barney began the tickle on Susan's neck with fingers, as her head moved from side to side, and the giggles began:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHE! NOOOO! Moving down, second baseman Russell was next, tickling Susan on her underarms, and sides, counting her ribs, as her squeals varied in pitch:HHEHEHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! THAT.... TICKLEEESS! NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Third baseman Michael joined in, attacking Susan on her belly, and hips, as more squeals erupted:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG NOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Center Fielder Ed Burns was the next ler, tickling Susan on her inner thighs, and behind her knees, causing her legs to jerk and buck. Finally, Mitch was last, attacking the soles of Susan's soft feet, the bottoms of her toes, and inbetween her toes, with his fingers, a feather, an electric toothbrush, ice, and even his tounge, over her soles and toes. This drove Susan to insanity! She wiggled her toes every which way, and squealed with girlish laughter, begging for mercy:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHE! OMG NOT MY FEET AND TOOOOOOESSS! THEY ARE SOOOOOO TICKLISH! IAM GOING INSANE!!!!!!!!! I GIVE UPPPPPPP! NO PLEEEASE NO MORE TICKLING THE TOES! NOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE! Finally, the tickle ended, and the exhausted Susan was untied.
On Thursday night, Mitch joined the members of his disjointed team at Nassau International, for the flight to California. It was another ten day road trip, which, could serve as a mixed blessing. While the team was playing miserably to be sure, the one solace on the road, was that the team didnt have to read about themselves every morning in the Paradise Island papers. Even if they went zero and nine on the trip, they would have a week plus break from that.
So, unfortunately, things didnt seem to be getting any better in the world of the Good Guys on the field. The only bright spots they had that year, were the tickle parties, and the relationships with each other. Would things get any better at all? That answer in the next installment of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
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