One would think that after 4 seasons of kickball that I would have developed some pretty advanced athletic skills. Turns out that's not the case. In fact, I suck. I'm horrible. And everyone tries to be nice about it because I never miss a game and my hair always looks good, but honestly - I suck.
So you can imagine my surprise when I didn't suck. Last Thursday, I suddenly found myself staring at a red plastic ball floating in the air right in front of my face. And then, I was shocked to discover that I grabbed that floating ball - in what many have referred to as making an out. It was a wondrous experience, and one that the referee deemed "an epic catch".
I would like to thank my coach, Caroline Kickball Younts, the 6 members of my family who were at last Thursday's kickball game in the cheering section with their champagne (no joke), and my entire team who reacted as if I'd just won $1,000,000. I might have made the weekly kickball newsletter, but it's your support that encourages me to kick another day.
