Weapons of Mass Construction

**GUEST BLOGGER**

 ~ Eric Hendrickson ~ (my husband)

This summer, I pulled out the old glove and the worn out cleats, bought me a new bat, and played me some softball.  A few guys in the office approached the owner of our company to see if he would sponsor a Hutton team.  After getting permission from Stacee, I decided to give it a shot.  The last time I played was 2005.   

I have never pitched in softball until this year.  No one on the team wanted to pitch, so I stepped up to the challenge.  I pitched the first four games and I was impressed with how well I did.  I only walked a few people and was able to throw pitches from different angles with different spins.

I did move to third base after one of the other guys wanted to try his hand at pitching.  We also needed some help in the infield.  I still have an erratic arm, but it still has plenty of power behind it.

The kids did a good job of cheering for Daddy. 

I still have homerun power, but prefer to hit hard line drives and groundballs.  Too often attempts to hit homeruns end up as easy pop flys.  I want to show off my speed.

We played on some nice fields and they are only a mile from my house. 

I did not hit any homeruns in any games this year, which is a good thing because they count as an out in this rec league.  But, I did hit pretty well. 

The kids would cheer for Daddy so that all the team and fans could hear it.  It was very cute and uplifting for me.

Stacee did a good job of keeping the kids entertained throughout the games.  I don't know how she did it, but she did it.  Thank you Mommy.

We got uniforms halfway through the year.  "Weapons of Mass Construction" was our team name.  Didn't dig the visors but I had no say in that choice.  Notice the long socks.  These were the best $8 investment of the year.  Prior to these, I spent each week healing from sliding rash.  Too bad they could not protect my arms, side, hamstring, and knees which also suffered from slide burns this year.  Also suffered a hamstring strain towards the end of the year that put me out a few weeks.  I have to learn how to control my competitiveness.

Although I am 36 and most of our team was 20 somethings, I showed that I still have the ability.  I enjoy the competition and sport.  We ended up the season with 5 wins and 10 losses