Ritual Rainier Purification

On a hot July afternoon, in a bullpen rife with demons, or creepy crawlies or heat, or whatever, the boys from Tacoma decided a ritual cleansing was needed. And a ritual cleansing is just what they performed.

A sacrifice is selected...
(Hey! It's new Sky Sox reliever Jeff Marquez!)

...prepare yourself neophyte Jeff Marquez...

...to be cleansed...

...and refreshingly cooled!

After which they fought over a foul ball.

Guy with both arms up has a vertical of about an inch...

...maybe three. Casual dude keeps cleaning his glasses...

Nice catch sitting guy! Nice hops jumping guy!

Someone appreciates a good catch
and glasses cleaning guy is
wondering what's up?

And the catch leads to more cleansing...

Thank you sir!
May I have another?!

En Garde!

And more cleansing leads to playing sunflower seed hoops using a cup, perched on a cap for a basket.

Downtown Freddie Brown for 3!

But after "drinking" all that water they were running low. Better get the bat boy for a fill-up...so one of the relievers walked to the dugout to get him, "we sure is thirsty! Could you please refill our water bucket?" And off the bat boy trudged...

Oh boy. Yeah, that's the bucket. Please fill it up.
We sure is parched. And feeling a might peckish
because of all this heat.

He's gone!
Fight! Fight!! Water fight!!!

Get him! Get Everyone! More water is on the way!
This is the greatest day ever!

Hurry! He'll be back soon!

Soon? Yeah.
The spigot was about 30 feet away.
You lazy bastards.

Bat boy abuse aside, I would like to thank the Tacoma bullpen. Thank you very much for making a blah day entertaining. At least for a few innings.

Goodbye!

Ya'll come back now, ya hear?