Okay, now that I have a little more of an idea of what to do with this new blog thing, I think I will dive into the world of softball (movie quotes will be placed in randomly throughout the text, be ready!).
I have played organized softball since I was twelve (by organized I mean there was actually a coach and real equipment, including bases). I had only played with the neighborhood boys in the cul-de-sac with spray-painted bases before hitting the big time in junior high. After that, I was totally addicted to the game and I actually acquired some skills along the way. So, I played for six years in school, every summer in between, and umpired for Roy City Recreation (but that is a totally different blog by itself, maybe later).
I still play a little slow pitch and last night you would think I had never been on a field before! The first batter (whom I played with in school and umpired with) hits it right to me and where does it go? Right through my legs!! I was so upset. I thought I had skills! "You know, bow-hunting skills, nunchuck skills, computer hackingn skills." So anyway, as the game progressed, I did retrieve some of these alleged skills and actually got two people out. It was good times.
Hitting however, is a entirely different phenomenon with me. I can strike out anytime you want! "High fast balls, can't hit 'em, can't lay off 'em." Yeah, I suck at hitting. Even in slow pitch I never seem to actually get a good hit. It's normally that the defensive player made an error or maybe she just felt bad for me and let me get on base (like it matters, I am slow as tar! "Unhitch the plow!").
So anyway, I guess that I should get some practice in or just keep counting on the defensive players to let me on base. Whatever gets my batting average above .100!