It was better than the championship!

All day I had been planning a speech — a pep talk for my women’s ball team. We were 2-10 (that’s won 2 games, lost 10 games). I was going to share much of my revelation from yesterday’s post — we’re blessed to be able to even hold a bat and run the bases. Just being on the field is a blessing. We were playing the first place team (again!). Each time we’d played them, they’d run ruled us — some games more than others. I wanted to tell my team that my goal was to make them play 7 innings of ball!

Before the game, all I could get out was “I got new balls!”

We started off scoring first. Runners got on before me and I hit to right field. She missed the ball. I ran to 2nd — they threw home. I ran to 3rd. She overthrew 3rd so I ran home. That’s how crazy most of the game was. We played hard — every single one of us. When someone made an error, I made sure to yell as loud as I could to shake it off — good stop if it was a bad throw — try to find something positive about the situation. Of course I had one hit over my head. I turned towards the fence and let out a scream and I was over it.

I never asked what the score was and I was thankful I never heard it. I didn’t even know what inning it was. I just knew we had to get 3 outs. That’s what I concentrated on. I bobbled a fly ball and ended up pinning it against my stomach — out! Yes! I jumped up and down. Probably looked like an idiot

We got the last out (bases were loaded). We were walking to the dugout. I thought I’d heard the ump call ball game but I had to ask someone else. Was that ball game? Yes. Did we win? Yes. WUHOO! I whooped and hollered like I didn’t have any sense. But you know what? It was awesome. Simply awesome!

When we got into the car, Doodle asked me if we’d won the championship game. “No,” I replied, “it was better than the championship!”

Congratulations Luther’s Angels! We’re now 3 and 10 playing the #3 team in the championship game Tuesday night! {insert long, jumpy, happy dance here}