As if the Red Sox' winning ways aren't enough cause for excitement, softball season is underway!
We had a scrimmage game Tuesday night, and, aside from the post-game soreness (and my devilish dental issues which almost caused me to forget the scrimmage), it was great to be back in action. Before I moved to Tennessee in 1993, I played high school baseball and lots of slow pitch softball. But, since moving here, I've only played for a year or two at a time. I hope my current playing stint lasts indefintely.
So, in the scrimmage game, I wasn't as rusty as I thought I'd be. I played third and second (we sub two players each inning, and everybody plays a couple of positions during the course of the game) and was error-free. A line drive did tip off my glove when I tried to jump for it (it was a hit) and I almost snagged a foul ball backhanded down the third base line (ran out of room), but my throwing was decent, and our team is pretty solid.
At the plate, I hit the ball hard each time up but went just 1 for 4 with and rbi and a run scored. The trouble was that I kept hitting the ball straight at people, including the final out of the game: a deep fly ball to left, 20 feet from the wall.
All in all, I'm psyched to be playing again.
Posted by colrus at April 29, 2004 10:15 PM | TrackBackIn 1995 I played softball for the first time in eight years and 80 pounds. I did OK, but I slid into 3rd trying to stretch a double into a triple (I'm fatser than I look). I severely injured my ankle and was on crutches for six weeks.
But I do loooove to play softball. I just wish I was better at it. I used to be proud of playong catcher. Then I realized that every other team had their worst player at catcher. I quickly learned to play first after that.
Posted by: podge at April 30, 2004 08:04 AM