We had our first church softball practice today. It was way too hot. I play in the fall league for the cooler temps. Less sweat! Anyway, we had a good practice. Most everybody could hit well, and our church custodian showed her true calling for short-stop. Whatever happened to the Ladies Professional Baseball teams. Sign her up! She can hit too. And she throws better than I do. Anyway, I can out throw her with a 12 pound ball. I hope : ]
I think I swing too hard. I popped up a lot in the infield. I got the practice tips from my brother-in-law. I squished the bug on most of them, but I was swingin’ for glory on every pitch. I did have one nice hit, but it still would have fallen short of the fence on the actual play field. We practice again next week, I will see if I can get video of the at bats for me and you can see just how much effort goes into every swing. All I want to do is send one way out. It’s all I’m playing for. It’s one of those unfinished business things from my youth.
Trying too hard. I am guilty of that a lot. If I could put the effort into cleaning my office, and my side of the bed nightstand, I would be a much better person. So next Tuesday if you feel a sudden breeze coming from the direction of the township park, say a simple prayer that Brandon can calm down, and just make contact in the sweet spot with the power V, and squish the bug.