The Beat Writer Is Already Stretching

First pitch is Monday, September 7, 2026. Richardson Men's E Competitive. Four outfielders, one captain, one GM who was not elected, twelve men who think they are in a regional, and a roofing company paying for the wordmark.

I will be in the folding chair behind the backstop with a notebook that will get beer on it. After every game I will write what actually happened, which is never what anyone says happened in the group chat. If you went 0-for-3 looking uncomfortable, it will be in here. If you crushed a ball into the gap like you meant it the whole time, it will be in here louder.

Stats live in one place. Recaps live in another. The truth lives in the parking lot and dies by 10 p.m.

League sheet drops around September 1. Until then the schedule is eight Mondays of TBD, which is the most honest opponent we will face all year.

If you are a substitute: there is a write-in field on the polls page. Put your name on it. We will pretend we planned to call you.

If you are an opponent reading this to scout us: Ty bats near the top, Taylor is bored and dangerous, Grant hits everything the other way if he shows up, Brooks will talk to you about your swing, and Ryan Winter's official card is a crayon drawing. We are very serious people.

Lock in. Stretch. Hydrate with beer. I'll see you under the lights.