Sixer

So... This isn't a post about cricket. It's been six months today since I started playing a game called softball. In an effort to branch out and meet new people (also because I hadn't gotten much cricket in), I found a Meetup group for a softball league that was having tryouts. No experience required. Jackpot! So there I was, at the field on Feb 8th, without even a glove (nervous as heck, because yikes new people!). Met someone who looked like they were headed to the same thing as I was, "Hey, is this where the softball tryouts are?" "Yes, I think so." (Six months later, I'm proud to called this amazing person one of my best friends)

So softball, as I learnt, is not cricket. The mechanics are different; almost opposite in some cases. I had to learn how to rewire my brain. There were bloopers galore, like running the bases with my bat; "Drop the bat!!!", the coaches yelled. There was also an incident with my nose getting up close and personal with the ball. Note to self and all future softball prospects: Do not field fly ball with face! Use the freakin glove!

Broken noses apart, there has not been one moment of the the whole experience that I have regretted. From joining a team where no one knew anyone to gelling together to be champions of the league, was filled with little moments of so much happiness. I am proud to be a part of this team and am proud to have so many amazing people I can call friends. We have each other's backs, even if it just getting a drink after a particularly rough day.

Softball has changed me. My new friends have changed me. For good!

P.S. Because I knew you, I have been changed for good...
P.P.S For my softball buddies: A sixer is like hitting a home run, except you get six runs for your effort.