Saturday, August 05, 2006

SOFTBALL ACTRESS

Our daughter Eden chose to stay in Nebraska and play in the high school all-stars softball game this week while her traveling team went down to Texas for the national tournament of the American Fastpitch Association in Beaumont.

She missed the first few days of the tournament, but after her game up here, they were still alive, with only one loss in the double elimination tournament. So the morning after her game, she and her dad arose at 4 a.m. to get her on a plane to join her team. She made it well in time for the 12:30 p.m. game.

That afternoon, her dad fielded the dreaded call:

“We lost 1-0 in extra innings,” she began, in a tiny voice wracked by sobs. You always HATE to lose those close ones, especially since it knocked the team out of the tournament, and now she would have a 19-hour car ride home with a teammate’s family.

“I’m almost afraid to tell you this, too, Dad,” she continued, sniffling, “but I didn’t get to play. I turned my ankle in warm-ups.”

The blood drained completely out of my husband’s body and pooled at his feet, as he contemplated the $350 he’d forked over for a one-way plane ticket.

Then she burst out laughing. “HAHAHAHAHA!!!! Just kidding! Actually, WE beat THEM in extra innings! And I wasn’t really hurt – in fact, I got two hits!”

She had him hook, line and sinker, the little stinker. Then he turned around and pulled the same stunt on ME, giving me a heart attack, too.

The team wound up respectably, but did get knocked out and got home early this morning. So she’d better look out: middle-aged revenge can be sweet!

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