So after a disastrous opening night, I strapped on the cleats and took the field hopping for better results than last week. Just to recap, I couldn’t hit and couldn’t throw (although I did get called out when I was clearly safe). Back to Randall park with the Diamond Dawgs.
I’m not gonna lie, but the legs did not have a lot of get up and go. They were still pretty trashed from the ride (not sore, just no juice). Made a couple of routine catches and one spectacular grab on one that I overran and had to flail to catch. Looked good, but it was a combination of luck and long arms.
Even the bat came around today, I managed to not kill my pitcher with the liner through the middle and ended up going 2-for-3 with an RBI. Not a great day because I felt like I could’ve driven the ball harder, but the body just wasn’t willing.
I have two more games tomorrow night with the Blue Rams and then a much needed rest day.
Beez
