I thought for once that we would actually win a game. We were playing so good. I hit the ball into the outfield and got stranded on base. I made a sweet catch at second base but what do you know, like usual, my team fell apart and for the third game this season we got mercied. Its like I'm not really having any fun because I play with drug addicts and alcoholics and we fall apart and its embarrassing to just throw the game away every week. Only seven games left before I can stop playing with them for good :/ By the way, I'm talking about my softball game tonight. Ugh, other than that I don't know what else to say. There's to much to talk about and not even time for me to write or type it all out plus I don't want the wrong people to come across this ...