It’s hard to meet people in the big city (I’ve been told, I think, or maybe read somewhere?), so I guess having a softball league dedicated entirely to “playing the field” (their pun, not mine) makes a lot of sense. Starting this Saturday in McCarren Park, eight teams, comprised of an equal ratio of men and women, will play with balls in an effort to find love (does that ever work?).
Frankly, I’m going to come straight out and say that I admire these folks for putting themselves on the line, for basically signing up for what sounds like a grown-up gym class, that they might find someone to fall in love with. And so I salute you, Softball Singles! May all your bats connect and all your balls be caught, all your fungoes be treatable and all your pepper games allowed, all your pop ups high and all your brush-backs hard, all your sliders low and all your double steals successful.
And I look forward to watching you all make out at Mugs, after.