In spite of moderate rain throughout the early morning and rain coming down through out the entire day, the school pushed through with their Sofuto Bouru tai kai. (Literal translation: Soft Ball big meet) This was a real pain for me because I had already brought all of my books and things to school looking forward to finally getting a decent grasp on the material we've been covering for the last week.
The whole event was much less interesting than I was expecting and to be honest, my standards were already set incredibly low after having the baby'fied rules explained last week. The actually event was a series of 30 minute games but because no one knew the rules and none of the players actually understood how to pitch a ball most of the matches lasted only one or 1.5 innings. Oh, another important point was that the field we played at was like four foot ball fields put together and filled with sand. If you can imagine it, each of the four corners had a baseball diamond spreading out towards the other three fields. The effect of having all sand and no grass was that even ground balls would roll to the opposite fence if you got it well enough.
During two matches, I only batted three times and I was third in the batting rotation. On the bright side I did smash a ball into the opposite fields game, almost hitting their in field. To really save the moment I hit the slow motion run from second base JD and Turk style. (Scrubs reference) The funny thing was that even doing a slow motion run that looked like a re-enactment of the lunar landing I still touched base, high fived my team and caught my breath before the ball made it back to the pitcher. So the first game was an easy win for us after only two innings.
The second match we would have one, but the MWL (most worthless loser) screwed up twice in a row. First when we had bases loaded I was coming in from second base and he was behind me on first, the MWL decided to bee line across the pitches mound and skip third base. On top of that he ran up on me so fast that he ended up completely rolling over my shoulder. Now don't get this wrong, it wasn't some major sports impact. It was more like someone throwing a body pillow at your back as hard as they can. It was the only thing that kept him from touching home before me and I'm not even sure if there is a rule for what to do if a runner over takes the person in front of them without touching all the bases. The rule that I do know is that because he didn't touch third he was out and the guy who hit the home run was also out turning our four point lead into a two point loss.
Oh, but the MWL didn't stop their. He let a ground ball to second that was dropped, rolled to third, thrown to the pitched, dropped, and rolled to the first base line where I was positioned turn into a home run. Because when I picked up the ball and prepared to beat the runner in he decided to stand up from his crouching position as the catcher, turn around and look at the fence. I should have just tagged him in the back of the head. I mean he was a real piece of work. He even held the bat backwards. Stood in a right-handed position but had his left hand in front and on top. It looked like he was pretending to be a samurai warrior or something.
Anywho, we were on the field from 10'ish until after 2 and it rained on and off the whole time. I've been recovering at home every since because the punishment I dealt out to myself the night before during my PT session was killing me all day. Only sixteen more days to the placement exam.
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