Tough Season

It has been a rough season of church softball for me.  First there was the slide into second that skinned my leg which resulted in a leg infection.  Then I pulled a leg muscle the following week.  That one keeps lingering and I imagine that it will be a while before it heals.  Tonight I experienced a first and count myself fortunate.  While pitching, to my own team, there was a shot off the bat coming at me quite fast.  I tried to get out of the way as we do not play defense against our own team.  I failed.  I took a shot to the chest.  That hurt something fierce.  I went down as part of my attempt to dodge the ball and I think it scared a few people.  Gary Taylor was the batter and he started coming to check on me.  I got up pretty quick and motioned to him to go to first, he started towards first but got thrown out. Well, we made it through a few more batters and then I was up again. Jay came in to pitch and threw a perfect one. I connected well and though it didn't clear the fence it got out there and gave me enough time to get around the bases for a homerun.   It was a fun one, makes you feel like a real man to take a shot to the chest and then get up and connect with one.   I will say that it is still church softball and I don't know that the injuries are really worth it.  Who am I kidding?  This is like reliving the glory days that really never were.

When we got home I took a peak at my man boob. It isn't black and blue yet but it's on the way. I consider myself lucky it hit where it did. A bit higher and I might not be writing this post. Here's a pic. Try not to get to excited.