All right! So, it’s softball season again. That’s right, church softball season, where Cole takes those from her church and then recruits those of us who used to be athletic and has us perform like monkeys…I’m just kidding. That’s just what I am feeling like right now…
So Tuesday was the first game but tonight was the showdown I just want to start this whole thing off by telling you that my general experience has been that if a girls’ team wears pink, then they suck…sorry if that offends anyone, but it’s true. I want to state expressly that this rule excludes the women’s teams who wear pink uniforms to support breast cancer research…So tonight’s team had brown and pink jerseys. Read that last sentence again. However, our team’s bats didn’t wake up and also the other team was better than you would think given their jersey color…Anyway, I just want to state my conclusion before the rest of this gets printed, tomorrow, my workout regimen STEPS UP! I played third tonight. I made a couple decent defensive plays from there. I tagged a girl, and I actually threw out a girl after she hit me a grounder (I am pretty sure that said girl had an artificial hip). Anyway, the game was pretty close for most of it, the other team was better than most but also we didn’t hit like we should…But here’s the point of this story: In the 6th inning, I was the first one up to bat and we were down one. I got a single. BTW, I used to be faster than I am….Anyway, the next girl comes up and she hits between the shortstop and 3rd. The shortstop made a good play to knock it down but she bobbled it and I realized I had a chance to make it to 2nd. So my out of shape ass hustled on down there only to get scared the ball was gonna hit me and half duck and pretty much fall into the base (safely BTW) but then I noticed that the second basewoman missed ir and the ball was rolling on out to right field….Convinced that I could recover my dignity, I hopped up and headed for 3rd. However, half way there, the girl threw the ball to third…I was sure I was out and proceeded to slide to a stop ( I don’t have cleats) and headed back to second…in hindsight I would take my chances about getting to third because (a) I would probably have gotten there and (b) even if I had gotten out, my teammate would have gotten to second. But I chose door 2 and headed back…………unfortunately, I literally ate dirt about half way between 3rd and 2nd. Oh yeah. It hurt. I no longer have skin from my sports bra line to my mid thigh. Also (TMI and Over-share alert) I have a strawberry on my hoo- haw and that is not a pleasant experience ever but especially in the shower…Anyway, I am off to Baltimore on Sunday…I would love any thoughts or whatever because I HATE being away from home for that long…As for the rest, I am off to ice my naughty bits.
