I spent today in Cowen Park in Ravenna playing in the inaugural Seattle Wiffleball in-season tournament. It was a casual, small team double elimination tournament and the whole thing was very casual. The sun, accursed amalgamation of nuclear catastrophe that it is, baked us all day. As I sit here writing this my back and arms are badly sunburned, my knees are scraped up from sliding, and all of my joints ache from overuse.
Nevertheless, I am satisfied at the end of the day. My games were close and my team played as solid fundamental ball as can be expected with dealing with hollow plastic ones.