I’ve spent 8 hours today in 90 degree heat at my daughter’s Fastpitch Softball Tournament. I could write many a post just on this experience alone. But I won’t. Cuz I’m tired, and sunburned, and I really need to take a shower.
However, one thing did stand out. I notice, now that I’m a writer..and I use that term loosely…no matter what I’m doing..there’s this one little part of my brain that is always asking..is this blog worthy? And today, it was the not so subtle chanting from the other team that got me creating a post in my head while keeping tracks of runs and doing triage on softball warriors in the dugout.
We put in a new pitcher. And not 2 seconds later we hear…
Check Check Check it out.
Check that brand new pitcher out.
Is she high, or is she low. Is she fast…
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