Friday, January 15, 2010
So um, how bout' them Ladybugs?
I think this picture was from the 3rd or 4th grade. one or the other. I don't remember who's idea it was for me to play sports, mine or my parents, but either way, I went out for girls softball. I joined the little league.
As you can see from the photo... I wasn't exactly, um... well. Ya know.
I sucked. You can by just looking at me, that I sucked. Its not that I wanted to suck, because I wanted to be good, it just so happened that I had zero hand eye coordination, couldn't catch or hit a ball, and ran slower than somebody without legs.
The thing is, I didn't quit after the season was over. I played the next year too. What was I thinking?! I think that was the season that I developed a nasty habit of throwing the bat. After I'd hit the ball (because I had gotten just slightly better at my game), rather than letting go of the bat nicely and letting it kerplunk to the ground, my swing would kind of reverse itself, and the bat would go flying into the fence behind me, or sometimes... the umpire. Sorry guy.
Not only did I have my attempt at being a super star in the little league, but I gave it a go at volleyball (oh lord), track (really Tia, really?), and dance team (woot woot!). Would you believe that I was actually really good at dance team? I was horrible at everything else, but I rocked the co captain spot on the dance team for the year that I participated.
Turns out Christopher tried just about every sport offered throughout his childhood as well, and just like me, failed horribly. We're scared for the future of our children's athletic attempts. Good luck Herman babies, you'll need it!