Tonight we played softball downtown DC with my brother and sister-in-law's co-rec softball team. Softball is one of the big social networks out here and there are leagues that run fairly often. A couple years ago I started the tradition of flying out to visit during a game weekend so that I could join the team for a game. I decided tonight that Co-Rec in DC just doesn't compare to Co-rec in Naperville. I would like to call tonights game "beer league" softball. In the first inning, with me and third and my brother at short, I witnessed my brother dive for a ball, not to field it cleanly but instead to save his cup of beer that he decided to bring out on the field with him. I may be going out on a limb here but in Naperville, our league is a little different. (or maybe we are a little different) We are pretty extreme when it comes to game day. The championship is like the world series, we keep stats throughout the season, we recruit players to play on the team, and we talk about softball 24/7 when we are in season. We don't have time to carry beer out on the field. It is serious stuff and we HAVE to win each game we play!
Although TWAN (team without a name) pulled out a victory this evening, the game ended pretty brutal. My brother hit a inside the park home run (he is a lot faster than me) and as he was rounding third and coming home, he blew out his knee once again. He had two surgeries on it before and wore a pretty heavy duty brace to prevent it from happening again but tonight it wasn't enough. The brace didn't work tonight. It looks like this is his last game of the season but it was a good thing he had a few beers in him to keep the pain under control.
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