Why do I keep doing this?? I don't want to do this anymore, I'm not having any fun, I'm exhausted, gods know I add no value or worth to my team whatsoever, and I'm not even getting any exercise. So why do I keep doing this to myself?
I guess because I don't want to quit more than I don't want to play kickball anymore. I guess because I at least want the satisfaction of completing the season, seeing as it is likely the only satisfaction I'm going to get out of the experience.
POSITION:
-he had me in Left field for odd innings - even innings, the old guy took the spot-some of the girls (not all of them) also had to split innings this way - so I'm grouped with the
girls and the old guy - Awesome.
-no balls came anywhere near Left field the whole game
AT THE PLATE:
-both my kicks were easy outs - I never even made it to 1st base - and both my outs were thethird out to end the inning
-my first kick I managed to somehow bunt the ball directly behind me and straight into the
arms of the catcher, for the shortest pop-fly out in kickball history - I was right there, saw it
with my own eyes, and still do not understand how it happened - it seemed to defy all known
physics - unless the ball was made of iron and the catcher's hands were actually magnets -
another classic "this could only happen to me" moment
-although, I did feel slightly vindicated when one of our best kickers managed to kick the ball
into their own face this game
FINAL:
-who gives a fuckINJURIES:
-didn't hurt myself, because I didn't do a goddamned thing the whole game-half the innings I sat on the bench watching the game, the other innings I stood in the field
watching the game - and I never ran more than ten feet from home plate either time I kicked
-big fucking woo
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