Waking up is hard to do
What a debacle last night was. Our softball team lost again. This time it was a 16-6 run rule after five innings. We had all of our heads up our collective asses. It sucked, but what was worse was the twins' bitching. All right fellas, until you two hold up your end of the deal consistently, don't whine about one game. So far, their combination of pitcher/catcher is not faring overly well. Twin 1, the pitcher, has a propensity to walk people once he gets frustrated. Twin 2, the catcher, can not catch a throw at home. Don't even get me started about their lack of sticks in the line up. I've learned that you just hope that one of the two of them gets lucky and loops in a dying quail for a single when you're in the middle of your rally. Anyways, it wasn't good last night. That happens, but when you don't get your bats up, then you're going to lose anyways. Oh yeah, we lost to a team with only NINE guys. Ninnne guys. How pathetic is that? Granted this team won only ONE game last year, so Tim, Josh and I thought that we were kind of living in a tree with our 3-2 record so to speak. One letdown is not the end of the world. Hopefully, they end up short somehow this weekend and give me a shout to go play in this tourney. (on a side note, i'm hitting an astronomical .667. Where the fuck was this during my normal season? dammit, i am a softball whore)I woke up at 4:30 a.m. this morning with a thirst of a man crossing a thousand deserts. I guess 44 oz. of Gatorade after the game just didn't get it done When you're dreaming of drinking a large glass of ice water, I think there could be a problem or two. I woke up and stumbled to get a drink. I think I drank 5 glasses of water. Finally feeling hydrated again, I went back to bed just to collapse and sleep, this time only dreaming of a thunderstorm and someone shouting at me.
Aight, this kid is off to watch the Fish play volleyball.
posted by Rusty @ 1:46 PM
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