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I have some competitiveness in me. I like team sports. I am good at baseball and softball. I played mens league baseball till about four years ago and I have retired to a beer drinkers sport, softball. I have played on up to four teams in a season. Just play different cities to play different nights. Then play tornament teams on the weekend. I decided that was too much time, so I cut back to three teams, no tourneys.
:cursing:
So, many people remember may remember softball ruined the first half of my track season last year when a ball took a bad hop on me when I was playing third base. Lots of damage to my ankle and it took quite some time to heal.
I swore of softball, like I have three other times...
Fast Forward....
Season comes around and the Short Stop from my team last year approaches me about playing co-ed. I tell him to F-off, I am done with softball. He sends coeds my way to pursuade me. He wins, i am playing. Today in a double header scrimmage, I am doing well. Two triples, two doubles and three single. Four line drive outs. Not too bad.
But on my last single, a big lefty comes up to the plate. I hate batting before a hook. First is not a safe place to be. I hear the crack of the bat and commit for second. I turn to look left on my second stride and as I see and hear the ball sizzling through the air. Right off my left kidney. Off course that means I am out. Not just in the game, but it F'n hurt.
My next at bats left me not getting on base at all. It hurt to swing and I was really over it at this point. My last at bat I walk up left handed. The girl on first is nevous after seeing what happened to me. Everyone else thinks it is a big joke and play me shallow.
First pitch, I pivot and unleash a lines drive all the way to the right field
fence. I trot to third. Not too confortable at this point, so runnign full speed was not an option.
Right now I have a burning sensation from my spane all the way around my side half way to my belly button.
I figure I will be fine by monday, but damn I hate softball!
:cursing:
So, many people remember may remember softball ruined the first half of my track season last year when a ball took a bad hop on me when I was playing third base. Lots of damage to my ankle and it took quite some time to heal.
I swore of softball, like I have three other times...
Fast Forward....
Season comes around and the Short Stop from my team last year approaches me about playing co-ed. I tell him to F-off, I am done with softball. He sends coeds my way to pursuade me. He wins, i am playing. Today in a double header scrimmage, I am doing well. Two triples, two doubles and three single. Four line drive outs. Not too bad.
But on my last single, a big lefty comes up to the plate. I hate batting before a hook. First is not a safe place to be. I hear the crack of the bat and commit for second. I turn to look left on my second stride and as I see and hear the ball sizzling through the air. Right off my left kidney. Off course that means I am out. Not just in the game, but it F'n hurt.
My next at bats left me not getting on base at all. It hurt to swing and I was really over it at this point. My last at bat I walk up left handed. The girl on first is nevous after seeing what happened to me. Everyone else thinks it is a big joke and play me shallow.
First pitch, I pivot and unleash a lines drive all the way to the right field
fence. I trot to third. Not too confortable at this point, so runnign full speed was not an option.
Right now I have a burning sensation from my spane all the way around my side half way to my belly button.
I figure I will be fine by monday, but damn I hate softball!