Regent's Park is excellent, by the way. Lots of people sitting around having picnics and generally enjoying themselves. And it's only a short tube ride from my office. I'll definitely be going there more (as long as it doesn't rain too much).
Anyway, playing softball with the pohm is an interesting experience. Obviously the rules go waaaay out the window. Most people hadn't played before, and I got fun questions like "which player wears the glove?" To which I generously replied, "I do." Clearly I was the only one who brought a glove. And a ball. And a bat (old, small wooden bat from when we were kids - remember that one Mike?). I'm starting to figure out why I was hired.
So one tip on playing softball with coworkers which I think works world-wide: Make sure you are on the boss's team. Especially when no one knows the rules. Because Maura basically played the old kids game "I win." Maura gets 15 swings. Maura's team gets 8 outs. My team gets 2 outs. Maura's foul balls are always fair (even when they roll off into the rugby pitch). You get the idea. Hence the beer for the rest of us.
Anyway, it was good fun and I'm glad I was invited to play. And though everyone either swung the bat either like a cricket bat (from the hip) or a golf club, a few of them could hit pretty well. So if we get the fielding down (ie. throw the ball to first base not to the tree), we might be looking to take on the New Yorkers.
Here's a few kinda bad pictures. I still have to figure out the best way to get my camera to work well in low light. Or maybe I wasn't holding it very steady....
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