Brushback

June 17th, 2007 § 0

In little league, I pitched one inning.

It was mostly uneventful.

As expected, I was a little wild.

I nearly hit the first batter (ok, ok, I nearly hit all of them.) I walked a couple guys, gave up a base clearing double and threw in a few strikeouts for good measure

Today, about 25 years later, I pitched my second official inning of “organized” (or “chaotic” in the case of tee ball) baseball. It was the first day of coach pitch.

It was mostly uneventful.

As expected, I was a little wild.

I hit the our first player with a pitch (although, in my defense, it wasn’t like he didn’t deserve it…no 6 year old is gonna crowd the plate against me! I own the inside corner, baby!)…

The batter survived without permanent damage, I regained my composure, and I didn’t actually bean any other children. Not much explanation needed as to why I pulled myself for Coach Lee in inning two.

Our next game is Monday night.

Those kids better remember who owns the inside corner of the plate. Coach Andrew is gonna be back on the mound.

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