Arizona Redux: Sports

The antibiotics seemingly have kicked in and Moveitfred's head has calmed from a boil to a slow simmer. Still have the major ear pluggage keeping the world pretty quiet coupled with occasional brown plugs of gack spewing forth from fred's tubes, but the overall pain and heartache of the infections have subsided.

With a clearer head fred now reflects back on the wide world of sports, particularly on a brand of sport freddy got hooked on in AZ. See, after burning through the desert landscape with Al all day, fred would collapse onto the spacious room couch and flip on the telly to some sort of mindless sporting event.

Admittedly one of the disturbing choices fred made was to get all into ESPN2 arm wrestling. Let Moveitfred tell you, that is some serious man-on-man shit. Very intimate, very sweaty, and sometimes straps are used if the contestants get too hot and bothered.

Moveitfred deserves all of the mockery and ridicule he received from Al Bangorhard on that front.

But Moveitfred would like to revisit another sport that consumed some of his time in that lonely ol' hotel room and that Moveitfred found himself watching with rapt intensity last night: the Women's College Softball World Series.

Al was giving freddy shit about this in AZ as well. In fact, Moveitfred thinks Al's exact words were, "Why you watchin' that lesbo shit on TV?"

But freddy got hooked nonetheless. Perhaps it was the impressive athleticism of these young women. Perhaps it was the interesting "small ball" strategies that played out on the base paths. Perhaps it was skill involved in punching base hits around the field off the heat these pitchers were throwing.

Or, perhaps is was the hot babes on the U of Arizona team.

Al's right in some regards. A few of the players on other teams were a little tough around the edges. Yeah, ok, some were downright rip-off-your-testes-and-slam-a-jackboot-into-your-bleeding-crotch tough.

But U of A was top to bottom lineup prime hottie material. Even Moveitfred's wife noticed. Last night, during the final game against Tennessee, Mrs. Moveitfred said after much study of the game, "Hey, those Arizona girls aren't lesbians."

Yes, no kidding.



Moveitfred would just like to say congrats to the Lady Wildcats for their something like 50th national championship by whuppin' those tough Lady Vols 5 - zip last night. And a special shout to that feisty little blond whip on the mound, Taryne Mowatt, who apparently threw over a thousand pitches in the tournament.


Blond, tanned Taryne is from the 909 in So Cal, but we won't be too hard on her for that. Moveitfred would stand naked at home plate and let Taryne throw screwballs off his nads if it meant he could take one of those umpire brushes and tidy her uniform after 7 innings.