Our first game is this Thursday at 8:30. I'm ready, I started a rigorous off season workout program immediately after the end of last season. I lifted weights 3 or 4 times, ran another 3 or 4 times, played Wii fit a couple of times and we've had one practice so I'm in tip top shape and rarin to go (I just need to lose another 40lbs this week). I'm ready to hear these words of encouragement before each game from my wife "Don't get hurt and don't have a heart attack!" and the moral support of my daughter Latisha who comes to the games just to laugh at me when I run. Despite the emotional uplift I get from my families support, my self confidence and self esteem did take a couple of blows this week (don't worry I recover quickly). The first was when one of the new guys on the team was asked by his wife who was at practice the other night, he told her the names of the guys he knew and some OLD Guy. Wait til he sees me go from 1st to third, then see what he has to say about some Old Guy. The other blow came today at church. I was taking my new jersey to the car between classes and worship and two of the girls that I bring saw me and asked what I had. When I told them it was a softball jersey, they almost fell on the floor laughing hysterically. Let's see how they like walking to church.
Play Ball!
P.S. To Ted or Jason or whoever makes out the lineups this year. Just a reminder, Even with my greatly diminished skills I'm still not a team player and I'm a poisonous disruptive influence on the team when I'm not playing.
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