Apparently, what happens is that you sign up to play softball.
Softball?! Since when do I play softball?
It must have been that one time I pinch hit on DD’s league and got one run in. The thrill of that run must be carrying me through to have now decided that I want to get even better and impress him even more by playing in a league of my own. There are many problems with this, though:
- I have a fear of the ball. I run from it, I don’t embrace it.
- I can’t catch. Hell, I just bought my first catcher’s mit, ever, yesterday.
- I’m generally not what one would call a “sporty” girl. I do yoga, I don’t run bases.
Oh, and I almost forgot…
4. That one run I scored on DD’s league? There is some controversy as to whether or not I stepped on all the bases as I rounded them.
Hmmm. Perhaps this was not such a good idea.