What i think.
Sometimes, I think I'm still 16. I'm really not and my body will remind me of that often.After my team's game on Wednesday, I was approached by a different team who was short two players. Granted, I'm a dirty softball slot so I'll play for almost anyone. In fact, Julian (the manager) told me "I wasn't even asking your ass, I had put you down in the lineup already."
I laughed and said of course I'd play. I should have said no, but hey, I can't. So, after hitting the ball quite well in my at-bats, I came up in the top of the 7th. I hit a rocket grounder at the shortstop who had to make a moving stop. He's having trouble finding the ball, so I'm busting my tail down the line and the throw was off.
I know the throw was off, because the first baseman came off the bag to take the throw. However, the guy came at me which caused me to try to avoid him. As I made my evasion, I landed wrong on the corner of the base, jamming my heel hard into the ground and slightly rolling my ankle. I thought for a second, "Oh shit, there went my achillies tendon," except I was still walking. Well, hobbling would be more like it. My heel felt as if it were on fire, but then that subsided. I hobbled off the field and came home to ice.
I think it's getting better as I stupidly did yard work on it yesterday. Someday, I'm going to learn not to play softball....that or i'm one good knee injury away from playing golf all the time.
posted by Rusty @ 8:15 AM
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