I play on a couple of softball teams over the summer. Awesome game.
I play on a men's league team and on a co-ed team. For some reason that I can't really explain, this season I just am not hitting on my co-ed team. I lead my men's league team in a bunch of statistical categories, but I can't seem to carry it over to co-ed. It makes no sense, since my men's league's talent level is much higher than in my co-ed league, so the D is much worse.
In any case, this past week my girlfriend decided to come out and watch my co-ed game. My girlfriend can be aloof and easily distracted sometimes. This, and she really isn't into sports in the slightest. Regardless, she came to watch. So, naturally, I wanted to put on a show.
This day I had been hitting the ball hard all game. A lot of hard hit balls, with nothing to show for it. Story of my life in this league it seems. Until my next at-bat.
I launch a moon shot that still may not have landed yet... I trot around the path and cross the plate, returning to the bench feeling pretty good about myself.
I sit next to my girlfriend on the bench and I say, "You see that?"
She says, "No. Why?"
2 for 5 Regards,
Murphy
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