Assuming we don't get rained out, I'll be joining my office's softball team down the National Mall this evening. It'll be the first time I've played since I started my new job two years ago. I only hope I remember which end of the bat to hold.
I've played on various firm teams around here for better than twelve years. There's just something right about playing softball just down the hill from the White House or across the way from the Washington Monument. Sort of All-American and yet right at the Center of Things.
Plus, and here I confess to the completely unworthy sin of pride, it do make the tourons gawp at you. Because if you're playing ball on the Mall, you just might be one of the Important People, d'ye see.
Let 'em wonder.
UPDATE: A pleasant evening was had by all. The other team forfeited for lack of players, so we all just played an impromptu hit around. Since I'm way out of shape, I took it pretty easy but still got a couple of respectable hits. Also, I made no (obvious) fielding errors and caught one long, high ball.
It rained on us off and on and between that and the fact that we were all drenched in sweat from the heat & humidity, I was perfectly disgusting by the time I got on the Metro.
Posted by Robert at July 13, 2006 02:04 PM | TrackBack