Sometimes a scoresheet tells a story... and sometimes it leaves you wondering what really happened!
Since I'm writing this from Bristol, Tennessee, and wasn't at the field, I'm doing my best CSI-style reconstruction from the scorebook. If I get a detail or two wrong, blame the scorecard—not the storyteller!
What I do know is that Team Hill (Visitors) and Team Wally (Home) put on one incredible battle that ended with Team Wally escaping with a 23-22 victory.
From the very first inning, neither team could shake the other. The largest lead of the game was just three runs when Team Wally led 10-7 in the third inning. Every time one team threatened to pull away, the other answered.
By the sixth inning, the game was deadlocked at 16-16.
Team Hill edged ahead with a run in the top of the seventh, but Team Wally answered with two of their own to reclaim the lead. At that point, someone apparently decided one more inning just wasn't enough. Whether it was the cooler weather, the fierce competition, the smaller Little League field, or simply because nobody wanted this game to end, the teams agreed to keep playing through nine innings. After weeks of calling games after seven because of the Florida heat, everyone must have been having too much fun to quit.
The extra innings didn't disappoint.
Team Hill's heart of the order came through in the eighth, plating three runs while holding Team Wally to two. Still separated by just a run heading into the ninth, the stage was set for a dramatic finish.
The visitors wasted no time. Hill opened with a base hit. Doyle reached safely, and Manny ripped a double to put runners in scoring position. Michl then delivered the big hit, driving home two runs to give Team Hill a one-run lead and put the pressure squarely on Team Wally.
Now it was the home team's turn.
The first batter was retired. One out.
Rounds drew a walk. Ramon followed with a base hit. Another batter was retired, leaving Team Wally with runners on first and second and two outs.
Pablo worked a walk to load the bases.
Everything came down to BJ.
With the game on the line and nowhere to put him, BJ slapped a single into play—just far enough to score two runs and complete the walk-off victory for Team Wally, 23-22.
If the scoresheet tells the tale correctly, this was one of those games where every inning mattered, every rally was answered, and nobody could breathe easy until the final hit. Those are the games that remind us why we love senior softball.
