Sloppy Hero Comes Through In Senior Softball Tournament

Ever since I was a little girl playing baseball (andon the other team got beaned in the head from a
later softball) I had a reoccurring fantasy of hittinghard throw to first base.  But I digress.
a game-winning, home run.  My imaginationI’m standing at the plate. I took a strike,
created the ideal scenario.  Two outs, at leastresisted swinging at an inside pitch, and hit a foul
one runner on base, and my team would beball (which counts as a strike).  The count was
behind by one run.  Sometimes the number ofone ball (possibly two, I can’t remember) but
runs needed to win would vary, but the basicI definitely had two strikes on me.  My chances
scenario was the same.  My team needed meof walking were slim, so I knew I had to hit the
and I had to pull something off to win the game.ball.  In senior slow pitch, if the ball hits anywhere
In my childhood fantasy I envisioned that theon the plate (and an extended mat that is used in
pitcher would throw a smoker over the plate,the league) it’s a strike.  Sometimes the
I’d swing with all my might and smack the ballpitch can seem down right awful, and still be a
over the fence!  The crowd would cheer, mystrike. So I knew I’d be swinging unless the
teammates would carry me off the field on theirpitcher lobbed it over the backstop.
shoulders, and a scout from the Chicago CubsThe pitcher made her delivery and I swung.  It
would sign me up to be the first femalefelt like I hit it hard, but not far.  I resisted the
professional baseball player.  That was myurge to see where the ball went and ran as fast
dream.as I could.  I crossed first base.  I was safe. 
Everyone knows I was never recruited by theThe Stingers were cheering, but I didn’t know
Cubs, so don’t look for my name on thewhy.  Carol, the first base coach, said we won
roster of players.  Those of you who regularlythe game.  The base runner scored on my hit.
read my blog know that I have never hit a homeHuzzah!  I was a hero.
run either.  But of course I’m still hopefulApparently it was not a pristine play.  I hit the ball
that I can make that happen in my women’sin my usual short stop location, but the gal
senior league playing second base for Thebumbled the ball a bit.  One of our players,
Stingers.  Given my power (or lack thereof) theConnie, told me it was because I hit it harder than
likely scenario of my getting a homerun wouldthey thought, but I’m not sure if that is
probably consist of an infielder and an outfieldercorrect or not.  Connie is a nice gal and might
missing the ball, tripping on the grass, followed byhave said it to make me feel good.  Maybe the
a bad throw.  Think Three Stooges on Theshort stop just screwed up.  But it doesn’t
Diamond.  But it could happen.  In fact, in seniorreally matter.  The runner on third ran home. 
women’s softball, it frequently does.The throw was late and the winning run scored. 
Anyway, last week, our team played the Gems inThat was the end of the game.  For the first
the Viewpoint Softball Tournament.  We had losttime in my life I hit a game-winning run.
our previous three games and our mood wasThe point is (and yes there is a point) sometimes
low.  But this game was different.  We wereour victories in life are not exactly the way we
the home team.  It was our last time at bat. envision.  I didn’t hit a home run.  In fact, it
The game was tied 7 to 7.  The bottom of ourwasn’t even that great of a hit.  But it
order caught fire and got key hits when weworked.  I tried, I ran my hardest, and my team
needed it.  There were runners on second andcaught a break on an error.  It wasn’t our
third base.  No one was on first, so there was nostrongest players that were in scoring position. 
force.  It was a do or die situation.  I was up toIt was the gals in the bottom of the batting order
bat.that came through when we needed them.
I’m the lead off hitter.  I’m noLife is like that sometimes.  We can’t all be
powerhouse, but I can usually get on base.  Butthe powerful ball players, CEOs of large
lately, my hitting smelled worse than a deadcorporations, or rich and famous.  But we all
skunk on a windless night.  During this particularhave the potential to do something that can
game against the Gems I had two decent singles,make a difference.  We can use the analogy of
but my batting prior to that in the tournamentsoftball.  We may not always hit a homerun. 
had been a disappointing 0 for 6 times at bat. Even the greatest players strike out.  But if we
Some of the problem was I injured my hamstringstay in there, keep trying, and keep our eye on
and wasn’t running fast enough to beat theour dream, we can reach our goals, one little step
throw to first base.  I have a tendency to hitat a time.
right to the short stop, or a low fly ball to shallowSo don’t just stand there reading this.  Go
centerfield.  I wasn’t exactly feelingout there and take some action toward achieving
confident, but I had prayed that day that I wouldyour heart’s desire.  You never know what
play better and none of my teammates would beyou can do unless you try.  It’s  your turn
hurt.  Side note:  next time I’ll include nonow.  “Batter up!
injuries for the other team too, because a batter