I played softball last Friday with my old team. It confirmed my decision not to play was a wise one. I was a shell of my old self. I went o for 3 but got on once through error. I scored on a double but my legs were rubbery going around second base.
The team was missing several good players (that's why they called me) and we were playing the team that beat us out last year. We got killed and my body didn't hold up well. Oh, well!
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RANDOM MUSINGS FROM THE TOP OF THE HILL
6/05/2009
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