A Delightful Sunday

On Sunday, I got together with a group of me chums to play a game called Over the Line. I had heard of it before, but this was my first time playing. I'm not sure as to whether or not we played by the actual rules, but they worked for our purposes and for the purpose of explaining what I did on Sunday (since I know you are all dying to know). We played in teams of two. Here's a link that explains the official rules of the game. We of course added a few of our own: http://www.ombac.org/over_the_line/rules.htm

Since I was the worst athlete on the field, I was paired up with my buddy Todd, who was a Division 1 shortstop in college. As per our own rules, if you swung and missed at a pitch, it was immediately followed with a resounding and humiliating clamor of "Beer Chug" from everyone in the field and a subsequent downing of a delicious brew known only as Natty Light. I swung and missed five times, which may or may not be a record. The point is, the more times you swing and miss, the harder it becomes to hit the ball on a consistent basis. Pair that with the fact that I have the athletic ability of a fourth grade girl and you've got the ingredients for a pretty entertaining afternoon.

Although I was paired with a D1 athlete, we still managed to land in last place. But to be fair, there were two other college baseball players there that day too and I kept reminding myself of that in order to keep a small shred of my dignity intact. Either way, I had a great time playing a bastardized version of America's favorite pastime. I think I'll play again next Sunday.