Ok, we totally blew it tonight. First game of the tournament and the team that we consistantly beat time and time again, beat the heck out of us! How? These girls, who couldn't hit a ball all season, were hitting every single ball that was pitched to them. And here I am screaming to my girls in the outfield at the top of my lungs telling them which base to throw the ball to and do they listen? There was two outs, one more out and we could come in and be up to bat. Could they get that last out? NO!!! The opposing team scored 14 runs before we finally got the last out. 14 runs!!!! Now we're up to bat, how are we going to get 15 runs to win the game? We can't. It's near impossible!
I was so nervous and stressed when they were in the outfield. How hard is it to get one out when they've been doing it consistantly all season? One out!!! I was pacing, biting my nails, playing with Hunter's toys, jumping up and down and swearing. Yes, I was swearing at a little girls' softball game! Most of the parents thought it was funny more than anything. And I, innocent little me (he he), pretended that it "slipped out" and, "Oh my goodness I NEVER swear!" If my husband were reading this he'd say, WHAT? She swears worse than a drunken sailor!!! She swears worse than an army infantryman! And he should know since he is one!
Well, buck up there, Buckeroos, cause on Saturday you get to play against Mrs. Pink! Yeah and joy and excitement and..... all of that.... stuff..... If we beat her, we have one more game to take it ALL!!!! And if we lose against her, well, then, I just move quietly out of town and change my name. I will NOT lose against... her!
But really, this is all about fun. There's no real competition here.....
YA RIGHT!!!!!
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Is it real now?
Yep, this is it, the FINAL game is tomorrow, Saturday!!!
So? How did it go?
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