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June 13, 2005

A Funny Little Memory

My family is full of game and sport enthusiast. We play cards (and yes for money), board games, basketball, pool, darts, volleyball and softball.

When playing softball, we use anything we can find for bases. This past time we played, a Marine Corps issues mesh laundry bag was home plate. Playing softball with my family while on vacation brought back a very funny memory.

When I was 10, I was living with my Grandma for a few months. My uncle, the most stubborn, competitive and hot headed man I've ever met, played softball on a local team. One day, he brought me with him to the batting cages.

He was watching me, trying to instruct me on how to hit the balls hurling toward me. I wasn't doing very well. Actually, I didn't hit a damn thing.

I was frustrated...and embarassed!

I then thought to myself, "Oh, duh! I'm not hitting anything because I'm not standing on the base!"

I took a step forward, positioning myself on the base. And then all of a sudden....UH! Softball right into the gut! I couldn't breathe. I could hardly move!

My uncle? Um yes, he was cracking up!

I still think about this each time I step up to the plate.

Posted by Sissy at June 13, 2005 11:49 PM

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You learned a valuable lesson that day, and it's stuck with you ever since!

Posted by: Contagion at June 14, 2005 08:41 AM

I will never be catcher again after the batter beaned me with the bat. I understand learning lessons the hard way!

Posted by: vw bug at June 14, 2005 11:47 AM

look at it positively, it only had to happen once for you to learn the lesson. And don't you get to walk to the base when you get hit by the ball?

Posted by: Aris_Ravencroft at June 14, 2005 12:05 PM

I don't do anything that requires eye hand coordination such as softball. I suck.

Posted by: Bou at June 14, 2005 09:07 PM