We lost. Actually, 'lost' is too mild a phrase. We were brutally crushed beneath the other team's cleats. It shouldn't have happened. They were good and all, but we were playing horribly. The saddest part is that we were completely on our game...before the game began. We had a great warm-up beforehand. We were hitting well, catching well, fielding well. And then we forgot what we were doing.
I, personally, played decently. I didn't use my head as I should have, but I played some good defense. I still haven't gotten that base hit, but I think I unofficially won the "Toughest Chick" award. And I have the bruises to prove it. Big Brother trained me well.
Record: 1-2. On to next week...
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