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Play Ball! Comin' Down the Home Stretch by Hawkeye Pete Egan B.
 

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  • The next 10 days will be an endurance test, not to mention, some exciting end of season scenarios for Spring Adult League softball. There’s been a lot of rain-outs, especially for my Wednesday night Diamond Dogs and my Monday night Coed Diamond Flames.

    Now it’s make-up time. The rainouts that haven’t already been made up get made up over the next two weeks. Beginning yesterday, I have 2 games to play every day for the next 10 days except for Tuesday night. I have a Board Meeting that night. That will be 20 games in 10 days.

    My Sunday night Men’s Diamond Flames will be playing for first place tonight. After on 0-4 start, we’ve won 9 of our last 10, and are now 9-5 with 6 to play, 2 games behind the division leader. The team is hitting on all cylinders. The Coed team won both games yesterday, and are now 7-3, tied for second place, one game out of first. We still have 10 to play over the next 2 weeks, and are playing good ball. Even the Diamond Dogs have begun to show signs of life, winning 2 of their last 4 after dropping their first 7 games. This, after losing our best player and pitcher to a motorcycle accident. They’re playing 6 games this week.

    What all of my teams have in common is we all enjoy playing the game. The enjoyment is more important than the winning or losing – but everyone brings their best effort, and gives it their all out there. I find this highly satisfying.

    I’m battling through a bothersome elbow injury on my throwing arm that’s had an impact on my hitting, as well. I think I landed on it wrong when I inadvertently dove for a foul ball when I was playing left field a few weeks ago. It’s actually made me a slightly better hitter, as I’m poking more balls to the opposite field, where most teams don’t play their better fielders. I drove a ball to the fence in right center yesterday for a triple that was sweet. It doesn’t hurt when I throw, just when I try to do anything else – like lift things up or squeeze. Just the price you pay to play.

    The only thing I wanted to be when I grew up, when I was a kid, was a ballplayer. Yup – I am finally living the dream. The little kid in me is highly pleased with the life I’m living.
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