| July 27th 9:47 pm |
| Okay, not in the best of moods. I just had a bad time at softball. This is gonna be confusing cuz I'm gonna ramble and jump from one thing from another. Despite what you're thinking, we didn't lose. In fact, we won and had a great comeback and it put us in a good place. Woo-hoo (can you just FEEL the enthusiam?) Well it was definitely NO thanks to me. Yeah I made a stupid mistake if that's what you'd suspected. Well someone hit a a pop fly right in between right field and centerfield. Guess what I did? Nothing. My perception and eyesight sucks so half the time I go after a ball that is landing near first, so I figure this would be the same. Finally I realized that it was in the outfield and both me and Micale(centerfielder-best friend on the team) went for it but it was too late (neither of us could decide which person it was closer to) and it fell to the ground, Micale got it and it was just a double think but still, I should've caught it. That wasn't really the worst thing that happened. I mentioned in earlier entries how my coaches are stuck on those hits. Well they mentioned them again. My coach came up to me when I was up to bat soon and he does, "Do you hear that?" I knew what he meant but I just said, "Yup, rain on my helmet" and he shakes his head and goes, "No, that's not it. You know what I hear? CRACK! And the crowd will cheer!" I stared at him and looked around at our pathetic crowd. About 10-15 parents, my mother not amongst them (she likes to stay in the car, with a magazine-when I get in the car she never knows what happened or if we won) "What crowd?" Blah Blah. Yeah well this game I got walked a couple of times and I hit it a couple. Each time I hit it, I got out. I brought in RBIs each time I hit it..a few of them, the one that tied the game after we were down by a lot...stupid stuff...yeah..woo freakin hoo. Guess who Rachel brought?!? BRIAN. Yes ex boyfriend, loves to make fun of Teresa's athletic ability[or lack of it], hunted down my schedule and came to see the 'hott"(his words-gawd make him shut up about how hott she is) Christina (pitcher) Brian. Yeah I didn't say a word to him during the game. Rachel asked if I had and I just shook my head and said no. Whatever. Me and Brian haven't talked much except online with "hi" "hey" "sup?" "Nothing, u?" "Nothing" other than that, we never talk anymore. Back to the subject of Teresa's mistakes. Oh and how my eyesight sucks. I'm on second. (Did I mention I don't like being on second? I like when the coach is there, to tell me when to run, so I don't have to figure out their wacked out siganals with my wacked out eyesight) Anyways, I'm on second. There's a pitch, I take my lead. The coach on third does nothing-as far as I can tell. I'm half way there, and he's standing there. I don't know what the hell to do so to be safe, i run back. Well the coach didn't like that. So I know I have to go next time. Well I'm going and he acts like he's saying stop, so I stop then I'm stuck with half the people saying go half of them saying go back. Then I remember there was someone on first-no going back. So I go to third, a couple seconds before I'm there, the ball is. I slid, I'm out-last out of the inning. Lovely. Staying on the subject of Teresa sucking, let's talk about the positions everyone plays. Everyone on the team plays at least 3 positions. Everyone. Except me. I have played left field once. All the rest-I'm in right field. Staring into space-singing songs to myself-useless right field. Well while we're up to bat my coach comes over and says "You ere in the outfield last inning right?" I roll my eyes. I'm not gonna be polite, "I'm in the outfield every inning" He takes no notice of my exasperated and sarcastic tone. Later on he's saying he's gonna "swith up" the positions. I've got my glove, ready for right field. As soon as he says that Lauren goes to center and Micale goes to right, I throw down my glove. I know I'm benched. Then he goes-"Okay, for left field. Um...Who's left" from my spot on the bench, behind the mass of players I mumble "me" no one seems to notice me and the coach goes, "well, who's left?" and I go, "I am" still no notice after he asks a third time I raise my voice and stand up, "I'm the only one without a position" He stares at me, "Oh" after that he rearanged the whole field so I can be in-you guessed it-right field. After that inning, I was sat out. Four innings in a row. Meaning, the rest of the game.My mom said she noticed and was so mad that she was extremely considering coming to get me and saying loudly nexrt to the coach, "let's go home, they don't need you" but she thought she would've embarrased me. Well as I mentioned before, we won. So since it was the last game of the season the coaches say they;re gonna buy us ice cream at some ice cream place. My mom isn't happy. We discussed [in the car] how my coach had asked if I was coming back next year, When i told him I didn't know I had 2 coaches on my back about returning. My mom was telling me maybe I would get to play more somewhere else. I just said, "I dunno. I've adjusted to sucking at softball with this team." I looked at her and added sarcasticly, "Besides, I need to 'guard the baseline'" When my mom said that some of the girls were no better than me I laughed and said I fit right in. She said if I practiced more I'd be better. I agree. I said, "I know but who am I gonna practice with?" I knew what was coming so I cut her off, "And don't even say with you because no matter what you say you are a mom and you will nit-pick" Yeah to make a long story short (which I should since this is an extremely long entry already) we argued, we both were mad and agitated. At the ice cream place...I'll just name a few things. I sat with Kari since Micale wasn't there and Kari is cool. Next came Christina. Not that I don't like Christina, but I knew who would come if she was there. Rachel and Brian. Also, my mom sat with me. [I hinted SEVERAL times that she might prefer to sit with the OTHER parents-she didn't leave] Well I won't go into details but y'know Christina and Brian like eachother (they admit it) so I didn't finish my icecream (rare, i love ice cream) cuz I felt sick. I had explained this while christina brian thing to my mum and earlier-before the ice cream-and told her I might hurl. Christina sorat makes me sick when she flirts with guys. She even flirted with a guy that worked there ti get him to put hot fudge on something or other {so? gawd} Brian had a group of girls around him all night, telling him how cute he is. Oh my God, kill me now. My mom agrees that Brian has changed or something because Brian used to love my mom and he didn't say a word to her. Well after I ate about 1/3 of my ice cream and gave it to my mum to finish we left. The first to leave. My coach stopped to thank my mom for letting me play and said I played wonderfully. Really now? when was this? When I played catch with you instead of being cliche and just sitting on the bench while being benched? He said we should change the name on my shirt to "Tons Of RBIs" Yeah, I tend to get those. I just said, "More like Can't-make -it-to-first" yeah he found it funny and blah blah. we left. I knew Tae kwon do would've been a better choice for this evening... *Mistakes*Benched*and*Mother-Daughter arguements* |
| Yeah. This is long. Read of Teresa's softball adventures. |
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