I was in my parents room petting my cat and turned on the TV and watched Much On Demand for a few minutes and John Loiselle is sitting in the front row.
So my softball season began yesterday, I coach two age groups combined since theres not enough girls for both. So we have girls 15-19 this year.
There is a new girl, she's 17 and never played ball before, but wanted to join her friend for fun, I give her credit most of these girls have been playing since they were like 5. She doesn't have a clue about baseball but wants to learn.
So she goes up to batting practise, each girl gets 5 swings, she goes 0-for-5, I talk to her for about 30 seconds, her next two times up she went 5-for-10.
It was so cool, what I said instantly clicked and worked.
So last Friday started off with my van breaking. My dad thought it'd be "alright" if he gave it gas. Instead, it stalled, built up power then launched like a fucking rocket, sending me from the front of the van all the way to the back couch. The van was broke until Tues.
This meant, I was pretty much stranded and I couldnt go to hockey on Sat. but 3 other teammates didnt show up either, so we forfieted. I could care less anyway, we suck so bad this year (1-9)
Then on Tues, my Mum gets rushed into ER with stomach pains. She's finally home, but spent 3 days in the hospital.
And to top it all off, I'm out of reefer. That was my week. At least I can sleep in tomorrow yay!