my softball team won its first game tonight. (i do think that perhaps we’ve won once before, but i think it’s before i started playing)
the truth is, i’d gotten kind of used to losing. i’m not a great softball player. i can hit the ball, and usually make it to first base. i can catch the ball more often than i drop it (usually). i do a lot more standing around looking pretty than working and working up a sweat (although today i was sweating, man. it was HOT hot hot).
but today? today, we won. we are usually all about the error. and the overthrow. and the non-catch. but today we were catching and fielding and getting people out. and batting in 5 runs per inning. we were hitting. all over the place. i got four hits. i was four for four. awesome.
and you know what? even though i really never cared that we lost every. single. game….it felt DAMN good to actually win. to work together as a team. and actually make it happen.
we’ll likely not ever win again…but it felt good while it lasted. victory. and now i must go and drink my brains out….winning is great, but heatstroke is NOT.
YAY!!!!!!!! That’s awesome! I hope you celebrated!!!
There’s nothing wrong with getting to first base.