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This summer I thought I needed to play on a slow pitch, recreational softball team. I hadn't received any invitations from any other teams, so I decided to start my own. After making myself crazy trying to align teammates schedules and leagues, we landed on the semi-competitive league on Thursday nights.
I grew up playing fast pitch softball. I started with t-ball at 5-years-old, and moved to coach pitch, and then finally fast pitch at 8-years-old. I was a decent player and played through high school. I broke my leg playing indoor softball during the first inning, and finished the game, drove myself home, and took myself to the hospital. I was something of a badass.
Then came college and beer. And then came post-college and cocktails. Now I'm a 27-year-old ex athlete who still plays like she's in prime condition. I have yet to have a game this summer where I have not fallen down or gotten hurt.
Last night, we had a storm roll through during the 3rd inning of our game. We took a 15 minute break, and then came back out onto the field. I'm batting clean-up, and I hit a line drive into right field. I get on base, no problem. Joe is a lefty who bats behind me. He knocks one into left center and it gets through the gap. A faster runner would have made it home to score, but I am slow and know that if I hustle, I will be safe at third. So, I get "on my horse" and start trucking it to second, and as I make the turn to third, I slip in the rubber base and go down flat on my face. The ball is still live, so I turn on my knee and do a sad crawl back to second and extend my arm to the bag and lay there in all my glory. I hear a roar of laughter, and know that this couldn't have looked pretty.
Our team, Scared Hitless, has yet to win a game this season. We've had our fair share of good games, but mostly we've been run ruled. If you'd like to see me possibly break a limb next week during our double header, everyone is welcome to come and laugh at me and maybe shoot some footage to win yourself a little money on America's Funniest Home Videos, or whatever the show is called.
Slaminky Malargy...
Now Playing: "PYT" by Michael Jackson
I grew up playing fast pitch softball. I started with t-ball at 5-years-old, and moved to coach pitch, and then finally fast pitch at 8-years-old. I was a decent player and played through high school. I broke my leg playing indoor softball during the first inning, and finished the game, drove myself home, and took myself to the hospital. I was something of a badass.
Then came college and beer. And then came post-college and cocktails. Now I'm a 27-year-old ex athlete who still plays like she's in prime condition. I have yet to have a game this summer where I have not fallen down or gotten hurt.
Last night, we had a storm roll through during the 3rd inning of our game. We took a 15 minute break, and then came back out onto the field. I'm batting clean-up, and I hit a line drive into right field. I get on base, no problem. Joe is a lefty who bats behind me. He knocks one into left center and it gets through the gap. A faster runner would have made it home to score, but I am slow and know that if I hustle, I will be safe at third. So, I get "on my horse" and start trucking it to second, and as I make the turn to third, I slip in the rubber base and go down flat on my face. The ball is still live, so I turn on my knee and do a sad crawl back to second and extend my arm to the bag and lay there in all my glory. I hear a roar of laughter, and know that this couldn't have looked pretty.
Our team, Scared Hitless, has yet to win a game this season. We've had our fair share of good games, but mostly we've been run ruled. If you'd like to see me possibly break a limb next week during our double header, everyone is welcome to come and laugh at me and maybe shoot some footage to win yourself a little money on America's Funniest Home Videos, or whatever the show is called.
Slaminky Malargy...
Now Playing: "PYT" by Michael Jackson
posted by Erin Mc at
10:27 AM
1 Comments:
Everyone has stories like that. Cherish them. Kudos to you that you're actually getting out there and having fun.
How the hell was Mexico? There's got to be an awesome story or 2 to put on here.
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