You Just Might Get It
It was the bottom of the 4th inning. I was playing right center for Acton’s company softball team. A few weeks ago my roommate asked if I wanted to join the team. As some background, I had previously played outfield in my high school baseball career, and was itching to get back into the sport. CRACK! The ball was hit past the 2nd baseman, and just like many times before, I charged the ball to keep the runners from advancing. Bounce 1…I timed it perfectly…Bounce 2….Ouch!!
The ball hit me square in the mouth. I laid there in shock for a moment, gazing at the sky. It was a pretty day I must admit. Suddenly, I remembered that the play was still going on. As I finally threw the ball to the second baseman I thought, “I can’t believe that just happened,”
Right before the game, I was talking to my fiancee saying I wanted desperately for them to put me in the infield, specifically at shortstop.
When I was about 13, I played in a baseball tournament for my rec travel team. It was right before I supposed to start high school, although, unlike in high school, I played more infield positions at that time. I was one of the biggest kids back then, so you guessed it, I spent most of my time at first. On this particular day we were short staffed and the coach wanted me to play some shortstop. At the time, I may have played shortstop once in my life, and probably not in a game situation. Anyway, the game goes on and CRACK! The ball was hit to me. It was finally my time to shine. I charged the ball. Bounce 1…I timed it perfectly…Bounce 2…OUCH!!
The ball went straight from the lip of the grass, to my lips and mouth. After the initial shock, I found the ball and threw it to the pitcher in order to end the play. The pain wasn’t too bad at the time. I’ve been hit with a ball in my head, legs, butt, and countless other places for that matter. Unfortunately, this time turned out to be a little different. My teeth kind of hurt. I ran my tongue around the inside of my teeth and…”Hold up, where’s the rest of my front tooth??!?!?”
After I told my fiancee that I wanted to play shortstop, I went on to explain the reasons you know now. I could finally get my redemption. I had never played shortstop since I knocked my tooth out, and it was now time to bury those demons. Well, so much for that.
Be careful what you wish for. I believe putting “something” out into the world gives that “something” the power to happen. Chances are, if you are fixated on something positive or negative, that “something” will occur. That fixation leads our actions in that direction. There are countless people out there that when they were younger told their parents they wanted to be a certain profession, and surprisingly ended up doing it.
Now, I’m not a superstitious person, but as I sit here with a cut, swollen lip, I can’t help but think, “Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut.”