This may seems sarcastic, but even in our 4th loss of the year I had a good time last night. It’s not that we’re a terrible team or anything… it’s just that we’re in a good league and we’re not a great team. I’m still optimistic that we may break through and actually win a game this year.
Part of the fun from yesterday was the attitude of the other team. The guys from the Perfecting Church were gracious and kind and displayed excellent sportsmanship. They were clearly better than us, but we kept it competitive, and they were very complimentary and received compliments well.
I had a "good night" in that I got on base a lot. I’ve still not mastered the old "golf swing versus softball swing" dilemma as I can always make solid contact… it’s just right up the middle instead of over the infields head. But I went 3-3 all with infield hits. Of course, everyone is going to talk about my in-field, 2 error triple for a long time.
This is what happened. In the 5th inning we needed 3 runs to continue the game… or else we’d get mercied. I hit the ball hard, but right at the 3rd baseman. I did my best to run out the play but got beat by a step for the 2nd out. But the ball went past the 1st basemen and up against the fence. So, I felt like being aggressive and rounded first and headed for second. Well, 5 steps before I got there I could see the 2nd basemen ready for the ball to arrive so I pull up and was getting ready to either get tagged out or get in a rundown. But the 2nd baseman dropped the ball. So… I rounded 2nd and headed for third. (Of course, the 3rd base coach was screaming at me to stop!) As I finally made it to 3rd, all the folks from the church were half laughing and half roaring as the umpire called me safe. It was a riot! The funny thing was as I got to 3rd is I had already decided that if the 3rd baseman dropped the ball I was going home no matter what. But it didn’t happen. The next batter hit a homerun.
We still lost, but that was a great memory.
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