Recognizing that I volunteered to be a member of the Dog Pound, fully knowing the hazards of my chosen decision, I will always endeavor to uphold the prestige, honor, and high esprit de corps of the Beloved Dog Pound organization.

Acknowledging the fact that a Pounder  is a more elite softball player, I accept the fact that as a member of the Dog Pound my country, my team, my friends, and my family expect me to be smarter, faster, stronger and play harder than any other softball player.

Never shall I fail my teammates. I will always keep myself mentally alert, physically strong and morally straight and I will shoulder more than my share of the task whatever it may be. One-hundred-percent and then some.

Gallantly will I show the world that I am a specially selected and well-trained softball player. My courtesy toward umpires, neatness of dress and care of equipment shall set the example for others to follow. My ability to drink beer before, during, or after a game without disrupting my performance on and off the field will exemplify my professionalism.

Energetically will I meet the opponents of my team.  I shall defeat them on the softball diamond for I am better skilled and have practiced harder, and will fight with all my might. Failure is not a Dog Pound word. I will never leave a fellow team mate stranded in scoring position with no outs nor drink the last beer without offering it to my team mate first, and under no circumstances will I ever embarrass my team.

Readily will I display the intestinal fortitude required to play on the Dog Pound Slow Pitch Softball team, always ready to step up my game through injury, pain, slumps, or hang-overs.