Bernie Sanders put his Brooklyn stickball training to good use on Tuesday by playing a fairly competent game of softball at Iowa’s Field of Dreams. Generally, these kinds of events feel forced, but please tell me if you don’t see a soupçon of fun and whimsy in Uncle Bernard’s astonishingly capable softball skills.
Swing for the fences, Bernard.
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That’s a strike if I ever saw one!
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Batter up. Hear that call. The time has come for one and all to play ball.
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Ice those knees when you get home, bud. You did good.
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DISCUSSION
I play co-ed rec league softball, but it’s typically kids in their 20s, 30s, and 40s. For the first time last night we faced a batter in his 60s, and we could not for the life of us get that old fucker out. He probably looked out at the field and thought Imma splash these whippersnapper motherfuckers, because he put the ball where no one was every single time.