The 2008 FBC-Kenner season is over. It's been over for, about 30 hours, actually, but I've been busy playing TF2 with my brother to actually post about the events of the playoffs.

For starters, "softball" is a misnomer.

We had a game against a team that blew us out 13-2 in the regular season on Friday night. We didn't fare much better this time, falling by a score of 16-3. The worst part, however, was that before the game got out of hand, I had the opportunity to make a play at the plate. Unfortunately, the throw in from center field took a bad hop on the T-ball rubber (This field is used by the elementary school next door.), and instead of coming down on the ground where I was set up, it came high and clocked me in the forehead.

I didn't lose consciousness, but I did black out for about a second.

I played on adrenaline (a wonderful hormone let me tell you...if I could harness it more effectively....) for the rest of the game, and, at the post-game prayer, it really started to kick in. Took about a day for the fog to lift and the headache persists even 48 hours later. It's waning, but it still hurts.

I may have had a concussion, may not. I think Neil would have pulled me if my eyes had dilated or whatnot, so I guess I'll be okay. I just don't like flinching, and I don't have another weekend to redeem myself, because we lost the Saturday morning game by a count of 11-0.

But it's okay, because I need the time to heal up.

Amanda's birthday is Tuesday. Wish her a happy birthday if you see her, digitally or otherwise.

-KIE