Last night the men's softball team from our church played in the championship game. It was a beautiful night so Jay and I went to see them play. On the way out the door, I asked Jay if he would stop so that I could get some sunflower seeds. He said sure - although I could see the look on his face. He really wasn't sure what the necessity was. I told him that every softball game deserved sunflower seeds.
Sitting there in the bleachers was so much fun. All of the usual things that are said at a softball game came back to me! "OK - Now you're ready!" "Good eye - good eye!" "Make him pitch to you!" "Everybody hits now!" "Lets play defense". You know - the usual. I opened the bag of sunflower seeds and with it came lots of fun memories. One of the best memories I had was of Carma Leonard, Sharon Evans and myself sitting together at the Chelsie's softball games. We had the big watermellon umbrella, teathered to my chair with those tie-downs. We had a cooler between us with ice and beverages and food. And... there was my Big Honkin' Mug. We each had one - it had ice tea in it that lasted all day long. We must have sat through hundreds of softball games and between that and church league and Rachael's games - well who knows how many there were.
The fact remains - its good to sit outside on a wonderful summer evening watching a softball game.... eating sunflower seeds.
2 comments:
And by Sharon Evans you mean the Old Ball Bag...
That's exactly who I mean... the Old Ball Bag herself! :)
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