The crack heard around the world...or just Dallas...

I played in a double header softball game last night. It was fun. We lost both games, but we still had fun...until I got a ball thrown almost as fast as a line drive at my right shin. It seriously was the loudest sounding crack- people in the outfield, the stands, even the Ump asked me if I was ok. (The Ump yelled something like, "That's what your glove is for!" Nice.) I was fine until the numbness wore off and it felt like there was a knife sticking out of my leg. Fun times.

In other news, my "crazy" aunt came to the first game. This is the aunt who knows all the words to "Shorty Swing My Way" and "Low." She is a hoot. Drives a bright yellow Mini Cooper. I am happy to have a fan of our team, crazy or not.