kickin' it

It's kickball season and We've Got the Runs! 
                                                                              (^that's our team name)

That's right, your BaylorBarretts are on a co-ed kickball team. We got a group together in our Nearlywed/Newlywed class and joined the Houston Adult Sports League.  'We've Got the Runs' plays every Monday night...I will try to keep you updated on our win/lose record.

So far we are 1-3

Apparently we haven't had enough of the runs, but that's ok, it has been a blast so far!

Everyone on our team is married or engaged, and the difference between the guys' level of effort and the girls' has been hilarious. For example, yours truly, Mr. Tate Barrett can often be seen pitching, sprinting to catch a foul ball, even diving back to 1st base! Me on the other hand, well I have to say I have pulled my weight, but I believe my most valuable role has been supplying the team with Capri Suns on a weekly basis and taking the team picture. Just call me the team mom. Every week I load up the rolling cooler in my SUV and drive to the fields.

I think it's safe to say we may have underestimated kickball and overestimated ourselves. Every Tuesday, I have to give my quads/hamstrings a pep talk just to get out of my chair and walk down the hallway. My legs are sore! I'm telling you, 1st base is further than it looks. I am not the only one who feels this way. My teammates agree. This week, 7/14 of us pulled muscles during the game! No joke. We were bunting when we didn't need to, hobbling to 1st and putting in pinch runners (yes, they have that in kickball too).

It's not only the physical exertion that seems to outweigh our expectations, but the atmosphere as well. 'We've Got the Runs' doesn't seem to fit into the 'kickball culture' here in the Houston Adult Sports League...which may be a positive thing.

Between our double header last week, we walked over to the bleachers to wait for our next game. We had an hour break. Our opponents, the notorious Ninjas, happened to be there also. They asked Tate "Want a beer?" Nice. He said, "No thanks, we have our Capri Suns in the cooler." They laughed. We weren't joking. Later as we were eating our fruit snacks and drinking our Capri Suns, we looked over and saw them shotgunning beers before the game! Must be a team bonding thing. Maybe it was strategy, because later we lost the game to the tipsy Ninjas. Ah well. You win some one, you lose some three...

Until next Monday...Peace, Love and Kickball