Not so soft

Should've joined the soccer league.

Who knew that the ball could bounce right off of home plate and into your forehead?

What would possess me to join a softball league if I’d never played a sport in my entire life?

Where is my insurance card?

When did I agree to be moved from Right Field to the Catcher position?

Why do they call it softball when it has the consistency of a brick?

How is it that this shit always happens to me?

Published by Mari

I was born with a widow's peak and a thick accent. I majored in English as a second language. I work ( and travel ( and sometimes do both.

8 thoughts on “Not so soft

    1. Dear Angel Watching Over Me: Thank you for not letting the ball hit my mouth. Also, thank you for not letting me get into a car accident this morning while I was staring at my bump in the rear view mirror.

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