Tuesday, June 15, 2010

America's Past time, (for old men)

So Softball season starts tonight.  My first chance to embarrass myself.  We've had two practice games, both of which I did ok in.  So here's to hoping that I'm not Casey at the plate and striking out like I used to do with the ladies.  This brings me to a question.  If someone tells me that I play softball like a girl, is that supposed to be a compliment?  I took it as one.  Everyone cross your fingers that I don't don't take any balls to the face.  (That's what she said)  In the famous words of Harry Carry, "I'm too drunk to taste this chicken"

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