NYFA Softball Report
I know you are all waiting to hear how the game went last night...well, perhaps not, seeing as the only people who read this are either on the team, or know people on the team who have probably already told them how it went. Well...I'm going to tell you anyway! So there! The game was set to be a tough one...the last time we played this team, the UMS Noods, the game was called before half due to the rain....and we are all glad that happened...we were getting smoked! Talk about a game full of excitement! Questionable calls, Players getting Ejected, Chad getting hit in the head with a bat! In the end, we held on for a win.
The season is over, we now stand in first place with a record of 8-2 (a significant improvement from last years dismal 0-10 record). Now we head into the playoffs. The first game is next week...we would love to know who were are play against, but after us in the standings sits a 3 way tie between the Noods, DC Top Guns, and the Chang Gang. 1st plays 4th, 2nd plays 3rd...so I have no clue how they are going to figure this one out. Wither way, if we make it to the championship game (December 19...my Birthday) we are going to be missing a ton of our guys! So that game would be a challenge. Anyway...we won...I am happy. And Chad did in fact get hit in the head with a bat...it was more of a glancing blow...and now Chad is walking around claiming to be made out of Alumantium or something...that the bat had a significant bend in it after it hit his head. And Kristina hurt her finger, but because she wants to make sure that she gets as injured as possible, she is going to hide it in her pocket until it turns black...then, and only then, will she go to a hospital to have it looked at. I can imagine this is how the conversation would go:

Doctor: Ok..let me see your finger.....GOOD GOD! What in the name of Lord Baby Jesus is on your hand!
Kristina: Oh, that's my finger. Say 'Hello' finger!
Doctor: Holy Crap! Why didn't you come in to see someone sooner!?
Kristina: Well, this happens all the time. Once...I slid into a base...and then I licked the scrape wound...and then I got an infection....but I waited until I sar it get all red and it hurt to walk on it. It's more fun that way. My boo-boos are like new friends....I don't want them to ever go away. Look at my scar on my leg... Say 'Hello' scar!
Doctor: Wait...you sar it get all red?
Kristina: Yep...sar it get all red. So I put some goo on it that I keep in my draw. It reminds me of when I lived in West Virginyer. I used to play with my Hooler-Hoop a lot. I was the Hooler-Hoop champion of the south. Yep, I beat out kids from Georger, Florider, Alabamer, and even this foreign exchange kid I sar from Alasker.
Doctor: Wait...Alask-a is part of the US.
Kristina: Yeah...but they all look like Mexicans.
Doctor: Does everyone experience this dizziness when they talk to you?
Kristina: My mom says that's what makes me special.
Doctor: Well, special or not, we are going to have to remove your finger.
Kristina: Oh.....do I get to keep it?
Doctor: Excuse me?
Kristina: Do I get to keep it? I have an iPod shuffle case that I can put it in and wear it around my neck. Then I can feed it soup. And I will call him...Brad. Yes, Brad.
Doctor: Listen...this is a very serious case here. I am going to have to cut off your finger or you will die.
Kristina: Brad.
Doctor: I'm sorry?
Kristina: Brad. His name is Brad.
Doctor: Jesus...ok...we are going to have to cut off Brad in order for you to live.
Kristina: Good. Because I don't think I could fit all of my other finger friends into the iPod shuffle case anyway. This way Brad will be more comfy. Say 'Hello' Brad.

That was a mere dramatization...I don't know if that is exactly how it would go....I think I have gone on for far too long. Point is...she should go see a friggin doctor before it's too late. Anyway...that's enough for now I guess.