My First Softball Game

I went to my first softball game last night. My Little Sister's Team (MLST) versus The Opponents. I think it's class AAA high school stuff. Not particularly, you know, exciting, but that's not unusual for a baseball game and I'm sure it's even less unusual for softball. Since it was HS softball I was only allowed to yell "positive encouragement," the stupidest UIL rule ever. The pitcher-taunts from MLST were pretty shrill and kind of complex. I thought they'd need lyric sheets or something. Kind of like they were finally able to synthesize intra-female evilness and deliver a concentrated form of it to one fat girl that kept throwing a softball.

My sister didn't disgrace the family name or anything. She got on base because of that 3rd strike rule, which runs about like most of my family's luck.

In short, only go to softball games if your sister or significant other is playing.