I have joined a softball league, one that is much more competitive than the beer league I play in during the summers. It's an all-male league in the city, and we play on Sunday mornings. Every Sunday, I sort of hope for a rainout so I can sleep in, but every time I do get out there, I have a blast. But softball is a hella frustrating sport. I can hit three shots in a row (including a triple!), and the next thing I know, I'm popping out twice in a row. We split a doubleheader, though, and I definitely felt like I contributed.
The other sort of exciting piece from this is I feel like I'm becoming part of the Baltimore baseball scene in ways beyond my school. There is a healthy youth baseball scene in Baltimore, particularly north Baltimore, and I can now count several coaches in these youth leagues as my friends.
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