So the girl in charge has had what you might call a roller coaster ride of a softball season this spring. She's playing right field for the Bulldawgs again this season -- it's her senior year, so she really intended to make every game count. At let me tell you she got off to a great start! During the first game of the season she hit a home run! OK, so it wasn't really an official home run: she hit a totally sweet bunt that flustered the other team so much that all they could do was make error after error as my girl ran the bases. The scorebook called it a "single with multiple errors," but at our house, we're calling that bad boy a home run!
But that was the last home run the girl in charge would hit for quite a while, because later in the same game she took a bad fall . . .
. . . and you can see why she was no longer all that up for running the bases.
Instead of softball cleats and a glove . . .
. . . the girl in charge cheered on the Bulldawgs carrying these accessories. Yes, she usually had a book, too -- but I'm talking about the crutches and the boot.
But last week she got the all-clear from the quasi-sexy orthopedic surgeon. She avoided an actual operation and was relatively good about obeying his instructions. If she cheated a little bit there toward the end of her stint of "no weight-bearing whatsoever," well -- we will just keep that to ourselves, won't we?
And now -- she's back on the field, wearing the good old blue and gold polyester Bulldawgs uniform! It's nice to see her running those bases again.
Bring it, Bulldawgs!
