-night of all nights-

where to begin? ill start here. i worked 47 hours this week in 4 days. (well 50 some if you count the part time gig) im drained. so tired. so i was not looking forward to playing a softball game tonight. i could not get into the game. but i went, and i played. and what a game. down 3 runs i came up with 2 on in the top of the 7th and hit a shot to center field. a game tying homerun. woo hoo. derek comes up behind me and hits a go ahead homer. nice. were all pumped. long story short...we ended up losing by like 3 in extra innings. but what a fun game to play. i think i was 3 for 5. a single...a homer and a triple. why cant i remember? heres why friends. after our game ended some kids from another team asked us to fill in for them in their game. they didnt have enough to play. my uncle rick, whos pushing 50 says "ill play if you play"...if you know me well you already know this, if you dont know me well here it is. i love playing ball. baseball or softball especially. i will play until i hurt. so i agreed to play. and my god...i am hurting. anyways...half way through that game the kids were playing with ask us to play their 2nd game too. another game? we say no...they beg...we play. 3 frickin games in a row. did i mention the pain?

my 2nd to last at bat of the night. i swing. i hit it a ton...i hear a sick sounding crack and feel the bat just give in. the ball only goes off the fence. i KNOW i got all of it...it should have gone. rick comes up to hit after me...he holds the bat up to get ready to hit...my bat, gunnar nelson, is horribly crooked. ive killed little gunnar nelson. i paid 320 for gunnar and his services. hes gone. im still in shock a little bit over my loss. we had so many good times. we'll have no more together. goodbye gunnar. thank you...

so my last at bat of the night. i use phils bat. and i hit the ball soooo hard, right into the 3rd basemans bare hand. CRACK! hes hurt. and god is he pissed. im not sure if it was broken or not. i felt so bad. i apologized and all...he was decent about it...but obviously mad. i suppose i would be too. that got me on 1st...bottom of the 7th...a 15-15 game...i get on to lead off the home half of the last inning by hurting the 3rd baseman. we got 3 more singles after that and i came around to score the game winner. our team lost...but we won 2 on the other team...so an ok night there. but gunnar is gone...and i hurt someone. argh. i think i swung the bat 15 or 16 times tonight. my stats are lost...and because of that (and because im sick of doing it) i will no longer track my softball stats. im done.

now...i feel like im 80. and i need a nap. what a crazy, exhausting night.