New softball career with the ECSA

I slept in because I stayed up pretty late last night after I got back from the football game. I had softball. I got up with about one hour to spare before I was supposed to be at the field. I got changed and headed out for the field.

I got there right in the nick of time. Then I found out I had to go to the other field and sign the roster there. Don and I went to the other field which was only a few blocks away. Then we got back and did some batting practice. I played some first base and pitched. Our first game was bad for me. My role was to be an extra hitter. I was popping up the ball it was ugly. I did not help the team too much. We did win.

Then we went to the other field location. We played two games there. I was starting to get sore and was having a hard time walking. Our first game I was the extra hitter again. I did not do all that well again. It sucked. We did win and that is what mattered.

Finally in the last game I pitched. I did okay pitching the umpire was not letting me pitch with a large arc. So, I had to give up some flat pitches. Luckily no one on the other team burnt us because of that. My hitting got a lot better. My first hit was a monster down the left field line. It burnt the left fielder. I got to second easily and then I got a pinch runner. I wanted to go down the right field line all day. The fielders all were playing close to the line. So when I got up they remembered my hit and all moved back and shifted towards left field. This finally opened the right field line. So I waited for the right pitch and turned on it. I blistered it down the right field line burning that guy. I came into second base walking. I was standing there and the catcher was running all over the place trying to run down the ball. I yelled out to relax because I was not going anywhere. The fielders near me laughed. I got a courtesy runner again.

My last at bat the guy who had been yelling out where people have been hitting the ball for me said “ANYWHERE”, everyone be ready. Some people laughed. I hit on up the middle but someone was able to make a play and got me out. But at least I got some good hits in. That felt good.

But this time, however, I was in a lot of pain. I only could walk slowly. Then I went home. I barely could walk and anytime I sat for a little bit standing up really hurt.

So I mainly stayed sitting. I watched the Simpson’s and Malcolm in the Middle before going to bed.