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August 18, 2004
A ball that is soft
So I got to play softball yesterday with close to 20 others. It was a lot of fun! But I had a couple of realizations...
Number One.
I am still competitive. When people make blatant errors or worse yet don't try that bothers me. Why? Because I like to win and I want my team to do its best. And I want to face a good apponent that makes my win look good. Of course when someone else starts screaming about a call being unfair then I sit back and mumble to myself: "Gees, settle down... its just a game."
Number Two.
I am 24 years old and certainly not in prime physical condition. Someone remarked within the hearing of my wife (on the sidelines) that "Isn't this fun.. the old people are playing with us." Probably in reference myself, Matt and Pat who all being in near a quarter centurey seem old and outdated by the average age of the other players, that being probably 20. That and I am actually sore today from it. Of course I spent a good twenty minutes running the bases and then batting repeatedly... but still.
Anyway it really fun. So much so that I think I will play again this afternoon.
Posted by paul at August 18, 2004 01:38 PM
Comments
awesome. I'll play to I think
Posted by: two hands at August 18, 2004 02:16 PM
heh... we're the OLD people now...
like Dan and Josh and Ben and Melissa used to be.
Now I understand why they were sensitive about it.
Feelin' it with ya...
Posted by: matt at August 18, 2004 03:23 PM
i would like to note at this time that though certain friends (ie matt) are trying to welcome me to the community member world . i was not implied by this old person comment, i am still in the young group!
Posted by: em at August 18, 2004 04:01 PM
yeah, right em whatever you say!
Posted by: paul at August 18, 2004 06:12 PM
give it a year.
Posted by: Matt at August 19, 2004 11:51 AM
At least the old people played without being coerced. I would like to point out that I am not sensitive about being old and/or a community member, and, in fact, I embrace it. Age and treachery will always defeat youth and skill. Old farts: unite! (After our naps).
Posted by: Pat at August 20, 2004 04:27 PM