VANITY vs. FAMILY
If you’ve ever seen the Devil’s Advocate you’ll remember Pacino at the end, “Vanity, it is my favorite sin.” I reference it here because many wiffleball teams playing competitively these days are so wrapped up in themselves, that they often fail to appreciate the efforts of others. At tournaments like Wifflerock, there are many teams there who have never played before, or who may never win a Championship. Their main goal is just to have fun. For the rest of us, it’s win at all costs. Lose and feel destroyed mentally. Anger and disappointment consumes us as we ponder what might have been. And while we’re all caught up in our own plight, we fail to celebrate the achievements of our opponent.
During prelims last Saturday DOOM played a game vs. a team I’m sure many of you have never heard of. Come the bottom of the 6th inning their underrated pitcher had held us to only 1 run. To that point, I had yet to give up a hit and in talking to maybe the least talented kid on their squad their expectations of winning were minimal. But that doesn’t mean they were just going through the motions. They had every desire to win, and when their pitcher hit a solo to tie it up, the stage was set for the so-called “least talented” player (maybe in the whole division) to step into the box and make his mark on the game. A few seconds later he lined a ball up the middle and off Dallas’s outstretched hand, for the walk off game winning HR. Even though we were disappointed in losing the game, how could we not be happy for that kid and his team? Forget the fact, they just beat DOOM, the #1 ranked team in the tournament, but they also just hit 2 HR’s to win a game against a picther who was throwing a no no. An unforgetable accomplishment. And the kid who hit the walk off was the MOST unlikely of heroes, but to have his teammates rally around him and celebrate with him, that’s a feeling we all hope to experience.
Those of us who are in it to win it, fail sometimes to appreciate the other sides perspective. We fail sometimes to appreciate the true love of the game and how it can be found even in defeat> so long as our vanity doesn’t block our ability to see it.
WFFLE ball tournaments and leagues like GSWL, are breeding grounds for people with common interests to get together and form realtionships with one another. Some of my best friends are WIFFLE ball players. I see them almost every weekend. They have in turn become part of my extended family. Over the years I’ve come to appreciate more and more the value of having these people in my life.
Being part of this ever growing WIFFLE community, has been an honor and a privledge and I hope this article helps to inspire others to think less about themselves and more about the joy that comes from the experiences we all share together. Happy 4th of July!





