Game On

We started our summer softball season yesterday. We had two practices as a team, but it was surprising to see how many team members we had last night. 10 ladies and 11 men. That's HUGE for a softball team considering you only need five of each gender to play. I played catcher and took a few too many balls to my shins and ankles (which really hurts). I wore my hannible lecter mask, so at least the pretties were covered (very important). I did ok as the catcher, just ok. When it was time for me to bat I botched it EVERY SINGLE TIME! I didn't get a single hit. Not one. I nicked the ball once with the tip of the bat, but they didn't count it because I was the only one who felt it. Our sponsor is the Wing Dome and they have spicy chicken wings ~ a number 7 is the hottest and it's known to make grown men blubber. Before the season started our team made a deal that for each time a player strikes out, they have to eat 1 number 7. My brother-in-law taunted me that I would need to eat four number 7's (thank you, I wasn't counting). The coach (my love) said that was only for the guys, so I'm off the hook. Yay! But I would like to improve my game at least a little. Or just hit the ball once. Really, is that asking too much? It's funny how the best player on the team and coach can be married to the worst player. I guess opposites do attract.