GO WARRIORS!

Last night was my first night with the Jubilee Warriors, one of my church's men's softball teams. I believe that I have found a new passion. Actually, not so much a new passion, rather a much-renewed passion for playing baseball under the lights!

It was a good game. The Warriors had never met each other before, so there was a period of adjustment and introduction and then we played and played hard! We jumped to an early lead and held it for a couple of innings. Then during the 3rd inning they filled the bases with no body out. They shortened our lead to only one with two outs. Then I dropped the third out. Dropped it. Flat dropped it. It was my first fly ball with a softball, ever, and there is some significant backspin on a softball. After the drop they put 6 more runs across the plate.

As we left the field anxious to get that lead back, the field official decided that the lightning that was approximately 300 miles away was endangering our lives and attempted to call our game. After further deliberation with myself and a coach from the other team, she decided to let us finish.

We gave it a valiant effort, I came up with two outs, we had shrunk the lead to 4 and there were two men on base. I tripled to the right center gap and then scored on a base hit. That run brought us within one and that is where the game ended. We finished down 17-16. However, none of us felt dejected. Rather we felt that we did a pretty good job for never having met each other, throwing together a line up based on nothing and basically just randomly placing people in the field.

I really enjoyed myself. My night brought 3 for 4, with two runs scored and a play at the plate that I lost. I hit a single, double and triple and flied out to center. This was a decent evening, I suppose. The one thing that I don't like at all is the error. Out of 7 attempts, I committed one error, therefore brining my fielding percentage to an unacceptable 0.857. However, it was the first game.

GO WARRIORS!