I think I am going to put in for a trade. We lost last night and Coach S sat the “power line” halfway through the game. Idon’t exactly know what he was trying to achieve, but long story short, instead of hitting any homeruns after 4 innings, I was sitting on my cold rear-end making new friends and eating chocolate truffles.
Needless to say, Colwood 2 had a humbling experience last night. I didn’t realize just HOW humbling until I was informed that last year this team went undefeated. I guess all good things must come to an end eventually, because We. Got. Creamed. Last night. Unfortch. Scott also got hurt. You can’t really tell from the picture but on the left side of his knee cap there is a black welt where the dude from Glad Tidings (the other G.T. team) smoked a line drive right into his knee. It looked really bad, especially when Scott fell to the ground in agony.
There was a hush that fell over the crowd and the game ended as everyone held their breath as our valiant coach laid on the ground. We didn’t even get to play our open inning and try to gain all those runs back (we were down by about 21 runs sadly).
What I thought was cool is Scott obviously is a big deal: the game ended on account of him. We are blessed in having such a fantastic coach who exercises literally ‘taking it for the team‘.
In other news, I think that we lost because A: I didn’t play the 2nd half of the game and B: Jord left his hiking boots at home. He did get a new tattoo, though.
(I just realized from this pic you really can’t tell — trust me, it was brutal. I wouldn’t blog about it if it wasn’t)