06/16/2026
The 14th day of June began with little promise.
As the ballists of the Champaign Clippers arrived at Colbert Park to mark the lines, raise the bases, and loosen their throwing arms, a cold drizzle fell from a gray and gloomy sky. Many cast cautious glances heavenward and wondered whether the day might be lost to the weather.
But base ball, as it often does, had other plans.
As the hour of first match approached, the clouds parted and revealed a most magnificent sight. Towering white clouds drifted across a brilliant blue sky, the sun shone warmly upon the grounds, and what had seemed destined to be a damp and miserable affair transformed into a glorious day for sport.
And what a day it was.
A fine crowd gathered to witness two spirited matches between the Champaign Clippers and the mighty McLean County Prairie Chickens. The crack of bats echoed across the park, daring catches were made, and wild plays unfolded with such frequency that even the most seasoned cranks struggled to keep pace.
The Clippers, however, faced a challenge before a ball was ever struck. Several ballists were absent on account of prior Sunday obligations, leaving the club thin in numbers. Matters grew more dire when another Clipper took a tumble upon the field and was forced from the contest.
Yet from the crowded sideline emerged a hero.
A newcomer named Steve answered the call and took the field for the Clippers. Not only did he acquit himself admirably, but he also achieved what may be a club record: the most innings played while being known exclusively by one’s God-given name.
This state of affairs cannot continue.
A proper nickname must be secured before the next match lest future historians believe we simply invented a fellow called “Steve.”
When the final ace had been tallied and the last hand shaken, the day stood as a reminder of why we gather. Not merely for the game itself, but for the fellowship, the laughter, the unexpected heroes, and the simple joy of spending an afternoon upon the green.
To the Prairie Chickens, the cranks, the youngsters who took their turns at bat between matches, and to Steve, whoever he may ultimately become, we offer our thanks.
Huzzah!
