Our softball team received a total rear-end kicking on Tuesday night. It was a true team effort. We were aweful together. I know there will be great gains of wisdom to come from such humiliation. I am looking forward to knowing them.
There was some excitement in our game. I was pitching and there was a pop-up between the catcher and me and we both called it so loud neither of us heard the other. It made for a great collision. I mean, I was running full steam and was unaware of his presence at the time of impact. James (bloody nose) our catcher made a great catch and we had an incredibly exciting collision. I got the best “shiner” I have had in my adult life. It actually looks worse now than it did when my wife took this picture.
Now for the confusion part. I understand there are certain developments you don’t ask people about for fear of embarrassment. Like, “When is the baby due?” of a woman who is not pregnant. But I have been amazed at how hesitant people are to ask me about my black eye. I have walked around with this really cool black eye for several days now and no one, except for my co-workers, has even mentioned it.
What of waste of a cool injury. It is not like I have been hiding it.
I have been dying to tell people I crossed Lisa and “bam”. I am a really funny guy that way.
Maybe that’s why.
