McCurdy Wiffle Ball
ByHow it all started:
In the summer of 1973, brothers Mike and Tim McCurdy were both realizing that, for the first time, life was going to separate them, that they would each be going on different journeys, and the only thing that would bind them would be their memories. Mike was nineteen and a sometimes college student. Tim, who had just graduated from high school, was due to enter the U.S. Marines in September. It was June and they had just three months to spend as much time as they could together.
It had never seemed important before but now nothing seemed to be more important. And they created those memories and strengthened those ties in several different ways- they arranged their summer jobs so they could eat lunch together every day, they double-dated, they attended functions together, but mostly they played wiffle ball.
Not just any kind of wiffle ball, but McCurdy Wiffle Ball- a game considerably superior to all the other wiffle ball games. First of all, there are no ghost runners because McCurdys are extremely competitive to the point of stupid. No, McCurdy Wiffle Ball had to be black and white with no real judgment involved. That also meant no balls or called strikes.
“Lo! Therein lies the perfect wiffle ball game!”
And lo, a perfect game was born, wrapped in swaddling clothes and laid in a manger, and three wise men came from afar and brought gifts, telling the McCurdy boys that they had followed a star to find that perfect jewel of a game:
McCurdy Wiffle Ball
In response to who is in their prime, I would like to point out that uncle Tim and uncle Mike are CLEARLY past their prime, while Tim and Matt are not that naturely good. It falls upon me to be the best, though uncle Tim may argue about this.(he can’t be the best since he can’t cheat,see Rules of the Game)
Somebody PLEASE teach this boy how to spell, for the love of God…
BTW, your Uncle Tim was never the best, he just claimed it consistently, even as he was losing. Have you never heard of The Big Lie?
I’m not sure what “naturely” good means, but I’ve got a feeling that I’d scored a lot more runs by the time I was 15 than Sean. I’m pretty sure Matt would win that contest too.
HEY!!!! stop hating guys, im only 15. But i can still kikc your butt……predictions for Webster 2010:13 Home runs for sean, you guys just wait
*kick
“Stop hating… so I can start!” I’m not hating, just talkin’ stats. Unless you think using math is hating? How about Science? I can definitely see you think using proper spelling, grammar, and punctuation are hating. At least you corrected yourself this time, so that’s a good start.
Burn!!
Another victim of “Roid Rage”…sigh, why do they have to start so young, WHY!?
To my fellow McCurdians,
It seems to be quite some time since there was an active dialogue on the website, so I figured I would get the “official” conversation going on the highly controversial topic of a home run ball no longer counting a hit. This great nation of ours was built on the basic foundation of “democracy” so I see no reason why we can’t take a family vote.
Simply put, the current rules state that a home run ball counts as a “hit” that goes towards the total of 3 “hits” which will be the end of the team’s at-bat/inning. The only rebuttal I was given on why this is so is the current rule is to help speed up the game. Well, it’s not like there are tons of home runs constantly being hit every inning; if we really want to speed up the game then I say we implement an actual strike zone! I think home run balls should stop counting as “hits” because they ultimately penalize the batter/team since hitting a home run is the only way to score a run.
Thanks to everyone for listening to me while on my soap box and I’ll refer to my attorney, Kevin, from here for any technical/legal follow ups. I appreciate all your support during these difficult and trying times…
-Ray