When I'm not out pounding the pavement chasing the runner's high, I'm on the baseball field working on my batting stance and smacking line drives like it's my job.
I was asked to join the faculty team in the Colette R. Earney annual charity softball tournament in the town where I teach. Stevie and Neale sat in the shade on a 90 degree day to watch me tear it up with the other teachers. We made it to the championship game but were foiled by one of the student/alumni teams when the tying run was thrown out at home plate in the last inning.
I played Little League when I was a kid but have barely touched a glove since then. My instincts took over and I managed a few decent hits, a few runs scored, and played second base in the field where I tried not to overthrow first base all the time. Old habits die hard, though.
It was a great afternoon full of friendly smack talk and faculty bonding, and I can't wait for next year.
I was asked to join the faculty team in the Colette R. Earney annual charity softball tournament in the town where I teach. Stevie and Neale sat in the shade on a 90 degree day to watch me tear it up with the other teachers. We made it to the championship game but were foiled by one of the student/alumni teams when the tying run was thrown out at home plate in the last inning.
I played Little League when I was a kid but have barely touched a glove since then. My instincts took over and I managed a few decent hits, a few runs scored, and played second base in the field where I tried not to overthrow first base all the time. Old habits die hard, though.
It was a great afternoon full of friendly smack talk and faculty bonding, and I can't wait for next year.
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