We had a double header of church softball goodiness today. I sat out of the first game to give playing time to some of the guys that couldn’t stick around for the second. We were the visitor team so we had first at-bat. I was pretty low in the batting order (sixth or seventh), so I wasn’t expecting to do much, but we got off to a hot start.
In my at-bat, I grounded to someone in the infield, but the throw got past the first baseman, so I kept going towards second. I was hoping the ball would go out of play and my second base automatic, but no such look. I slid into second and realized that my hesitation had not been a good idea as my ankle caught on the front edge of the base and rolled under me.
I was safe, but they had to replace me with a pinch runner and my softball game was over for the day–I sat through two games and took on at-bat. I’m just glad it was a double, and I picked up an RBI. After a trip to the ER, the prognosis was a sprain. The injured ankle already had a propensity for cracking or popping as I walked (I could never sneak into the house late at night), and the sprain has made it even more prevalent. I’ll be on crutches with a splint for the next few days, but nothing too bad.
Alas, in the end it was for naught. We lost the game in a furious last inning comeback by the home team.
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