Softball weekend

So, I played in a softball tournament all weekend for the QUB Titans. It was the first time I've played organized softball in probably like 2 years.

I was really anxious going in to the thing for a bunch of reasons: I am easily frustrated, over-competitive, out of shape and easily intimidated. Sean and I had to walk all the way to the fields, which is about 2.5 miles away from my house, on Sat morning. My lovely upstairs housemates kept me up until 5:30am or so, giving me about 3 hours of sleep to go on. I was whining and complaining out of sheer nervousness the whole way. Fortunately, it all faded away as soon as I saw the setup. It was hilariously casual, smoking on the sidelines, all grass fields, crazy get-ups.

We played 6 games on Saturday, which completely wore me out. The weather was typically rainy and shitty and pretty cold, which didn't help the whole thing. Went home to shower and eat dinner and then meet up with the team for a few drinks. Ended up at QFT for a showing of 'The Big Lebowski" which was great because I probably lacked the strength to do anything else.

Woke up bright and early on Sunday for a repeat performance. Got utterly killed in the first game but it didn't count towards our overall total, which was a relief. We ended up qualifying for the B bracket championship game, which was pretty awesome. Until we lost. We were kicking ass until the 6th inning when I think everyone just collapsed.

For a team that had never played legit games before and had members just learning the rules as we went along, it was great fun and we did really well. I had a great time and am going to start playing with the team regularly. However, I am sore as hell and can hardly move. Ugh.

On another note, going to be on Queen's radio tomorrow with Adar and Andrew as a fill-in. Super excited.