Softball

Yesterday was our first softball practice, and I didn't come out of it too bad. Like usual, I got hit in the face, and am sore pretty much everywhere. But I would practice again and again, in a heartbeat. I'm not very good, but I'm not terribly bad either.

My brother is on the team as well, and we have this running family joke about him hitting me in the forehead usually by pitching to me. So when he was helping us on our outfield work, I quite plainly told him not to hit me in the forehead. Some of my other team members laughed at this. Thank goodness it never did hit me. It was a perfect opportunity to...

I couldn't catch those outfield hits to save my life, however I did extremely well in the infield, I think the coach was surprised at this. Then again, I couldn't throw it far enough. See what I mean about being good but bad all at the same time?

This so much reflects my life.