Softball Tournament
Hey y’all!
Well, for some lucky people this kind of thing would not be any big deal, but for me it is downright EXCITING--yesterday morning I played in my first ever softball tournament! What better way to celebrate a birthday than by trying something new? About a month ago I got to sign up for the company picnic/tournament only because our department needed a GIRL to make a quota. I was a little worried about how it’d go since I’ve 1) never really played baseball & 2) can’t run, hit catch or throw. I had this vision of myself in deep right field, like by the hot dog stand. But, I was really just excited about getting to play, and what could be more hilarious than watching a grudge match between a bunch of software geeks and corporate bankers? I’m in!!!
There’s computer geek humor for you. Our first game was against Loss Mitigation—we call them Loss Mit for short, & so their team was the Loss Mitts. Now that’s cute!
So, how did we do? We won our first game, and lost our second and third to place 4th out of 6. I was quite pleased with myself since I had a hit almost every time I went to bat, & once even made it all the way to third base before getting stranded. Actually, I was so surprised and impressed the first couple times I hit the ball that I just stood there & watched it go sailing out, forgetting all about running until someone yelled at me from the bench (a little Forrest Gump moment there)! Run, don't run, hit, don't hit--it’s a lot to keep straight!
Surprisingly, I liked playing Catcher. I managed to catch a few of the pitches, got a lot more accurate with my returns, & even got hit with a bat once (A sports injury! how cool am I???). Unfortunately, our hyper-competitive pitcher kept running to cover home plate whenever there might be a long throw to home. He managed to push me off the plate & step on me once or twice. There's always those one or two guys who think they're playing in the World Series! He did NOT catch any balls thrown to home, but he did miss several plays when the ball was thrown to the pitcher’s mound and no one was there. Oops! Also this part is a little weird, there was a very-friendly umpire who came up behind me a few times & started rubbing my shoulders. I had another Tom Hanks moment there, there's no shoulder massages in baseball!!!
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