Game on

We've had a GR softball team for about five years now. Chi and I are the only ones who have been on this squad for the whole run. (I guess you could say that of Mike, George, and Jason, but they took off for a bit to start a team on a higher level.) The sad thing is that after all this time I still suck. I don't hit very consistently. My reflex is to duck, and not stop line drives. I still walk batters. But it's fun--the only team sport I've ever been into my entire life. Maybe it's the dudes I'm out there with. These aren't classmates who wish I were on a different team; they're friends, relatives, and GR conspirators.

The first Giant Robot softball game of the Spring-Summer 2006 season is tonight. I already feel jittery. I woke up half an hour before the alarm clock went off. I wanted so badly to go for a run around the Silver Lake reservoir to dispel my nervous energy, but I had to put it off to keep the juice intact. Tonight we start in a new field against all new competitors. We even have new button-down jerseys made out of mesh, like something a vato would wear.

I'd better Mapquest the location. Only six hours to go...