Softball Season
I’m a lof things but one thing I’m not is an athelete. Years ago in high
school I batted .000 over the entire gym softball unit. I very, very clearly
remember the day Chad Suppa told everybody “I’m gonna pitch to him until he
hits it!” I don’t know how much time was left in class that day, but I took
it up. Ha, ha. I think he’s probably in prison now. That’s why it’s so nice
to be able to join the summer softball league at work, because I’m amongst
non-atheletes. Last year our team slugged it out for last place — an honor
narrowly avoided by allowing fewer runs against than the ultimate
losers. This year we’re starting fresh and have even come up with a new
name. It was almost something very embarrassing but thankfully Andy’s
Anagram Solver came up with a compromise and the
Sheriffs (Sherifs, technically) are ready for the comeback of the 2003!