Yesterday ended up being a very busy day — work was packed with “fun” meetings and that dreaded “work” thing as well, which was followed by my weekly church elders’ meeting. My pastor and I grabbed a quick bite to eat and then headed for the softball diamond, as our church’s team is currently playing for the local church league’s championship.
Our guys ended up winning last night fairly handily, with the score ending somewhere around 17-10 or so. I actually never caught the final score, since one of my good buddies ended up with a concussion after being hit in the head with a throw from center field late in the 5th inning. He hit a nice shot over the second baseman’s head and as he was sliding into second for a double, the outfielder’s throw clocked him in the head. I spent most of the rest of the game trying to keep tabs on him and make sure that he didn’t wander off or try to get back into the game (actually, a goodly portion of our hometown crowd absorbed themselves with a similar pastime, truth be told). His wife ended up taking him in to the E.R. where a CAT scan proved that, yup, he had a concussion. I spoke with her this morning and confirmed that he seems to be largely back to his old irascible self but will be laid up for a few days as he nurses the aftereffects.
The softball series itself is slated as a best-2-of-3 contest, so the second (and hopefully final) game will be this Thursday. I most likely will be in attendance again.
Go Riverside!
Swing For The Fences, Boyo
