There is nothing like coming home to your Moishe House and finding a group of friends in a joyous and heated discussion. On one particular Thursday evening in late January this discussion surrounded neither politics nor religion, but the upcoming Matzah Ballstars season. A team which only lived in our imagination less than a year ago had now taken on a life and following all its own. In the Summer we were doing our best to fill a roster with 14 to 20 players. Now, in late winter we were realizing we would need to have two teams to accomodate the tremendous amount of enthusiastic, if not talented, ballplayers we had interested in suiting up for the most intimidating non-profit sponsored ballclub in the Bay. Now sides were being taken, responsibilities divided, a plan set in motion.
This would be an exciting event to find at our house on most evenings, but all the more special because a Mo House poker game would be taking place in that very room only minutes later. There would be a different host for this event, participants arriving to play cards as Ballstars exited, and a whole new electricity in the air as the second event of the evening was about to take flight. As Thai food containers were shuttled to the garbage, corn chips and salsa were poured into bowls. As softball paperwork was organized and cleared, poker chips were being counted and distributed across the table. The poker faces were in place, and the cards dealt. Just your not-so-average night at Moishe House San Francisco.
Let the games begin!
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