But I Was Safe …
Church League Softball, you can’t help but love it and hate it. We had our last game last night. It was only the second game that I was able to be there and play. And we actually played great and won. Of course I ended up doing something stupid. Have you ever seen a cartoon where the guy is running and his upper body keeps getting farther and farther ahead of his legs. Well, that is pretty much what happened to me. I was trying to run out a grounder and I kept speeding up down the first base line. By the time I got to the bag there was no stopping. My center of gravity had created an overturning torque on my legs and the next thing I know I was sliding head first. It would have looked cool if I was sliding to home plate. But tripping and sliding after you cross first base is really kinda goofy. The good thing, I was safe. The bad thing, I had to spend about 20 minutes in the shower scrubbing and picking dirt and rocks out of my right knee. It’s hard to keep all that extra weight under control! In high school, I was one of those guys who was good in a lot of sports, but not great in any of them. But I don’t think I ever had trouble standing up. Again, it sucks to get old.
But not to be outdone, I had to slide into second later in the game. On this try, I got my left knee banged up. I told my wife when I got home and I think her response was “Well that’s gonna feel good at the beach next week” But honestly, it was fun. That’s something only a guy can understand. Getting out and reliving your glory days playing basketball or softball is a blast. We’ve had guys pull hamstrings, quads, run into the fence, and get banged up all year, but they keep coming back. I even had my brother snap a picture of my battle wound last night. But remember, I was safe …
daddy
next time you need to wear 30 pairs of pants and knee pads