WE WON 1st PLACE!!!!!
We beat the 2nd place team by 2 games.
Monday, May 21, 2012
TSUNAMI !!!!!!!!
Closing Ceremonies for our Little League was tonight.
WE WON 1st PLACE!!!!!
We beat the 2nd place team by 2 games.
WE WON 1st PLACE!!!!!
We beat the 2nd place team by 2 games.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Can't sleep
Oh. my. gosh.
What a game.
I didn't tell you about last night's game, cause it mostly just turned out the way it was supposed to.
We won. We played the pink team.
We played the pink team again tonight.
Tonight, sigh, sigh, sigh,
No, it was not an easy game at all. HOLY COW!!!!!
The game ahead of ours was the Maroon team vs the Black team. The black team's coach is the one who cheated our team out of a fair game last week.
They went down to the wire. Each team was pitching girls who have never pitched before. They were walking runs in left and right. It came down to the last inning and the Maroon team got their last at bats and WON the game! Oh, my team was thrilled about this. They went over their time by 20 minutes!
That means that if we win tonight that we are tied for 1st with the black team again.
As their team was clearing out the dugout, my starting pitcher showed up to the game. She had a choir concert and was going to miss the first inning, but since their game went long, she didn't have to miss.
We batted first. We got the 5 runs we were allowed, one of my best hitters struck out for the 3rd time in two games (to the same pitcher), then we traded sides. Their team had 3 runs and 2 outs when a girl hit a pop fly to my pitcher, the one who had just struck out again. She missed the ball and it spun out of her hand as she tried to pick it up. She touched it just as it was about to spin FOUL. The next girl walked and the girl after her struck out. But, when our catcher dropped the 3rd strike, then overthrew 1st base. they scored 6 that inning. Dang it.
Okay, we should be able to make that up.
OUR NEXT TURN AT- BAT WAS TORTUROUS!!!
My first batter up, walked. Good, but I didn't dare have her steal against this catcher.
My next batter, who is not very consistent at hitting the ball, HIT THE STINKIN' BALL!!!
Yeah, that would be good except she hit it to the 2nd baseman and my runner on 1st ran straight to 2nd base in the baseline and got called out for interference for not going behind the baseman fielding the ball. WHO EVEN KNOWS THAT RULE GOOD ENOUGH TO MAKE THAT CALL?
Oh, yeah, my brother does, and he was the base ump for my GAME!!! And, the runner he had to call out was HIS 9 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER!!!!!!!!!!!!! (league age) That's right, his daughter. Nobody else would have made that call. We usually get swimmers for our base umps. UGH
My next youngster up to bat got to walk with a full count. then she stole 2nd with my other runner on 3rd. But, that youngster got off her base to practice her lead-off after the pitcher had the ball in the circle. UGH, THAT UMPIRE GOT US AGAIN!! Two outs in the same inning by rules most of our base umps have not even heard of. Then, my BEST batter STRUCK OUT!!!
Oh, man....
My little girls had to come ask me why they were out, they had no idea.
I have explained the pitching circle rule to them every game, every practice, and 5 times before today's 2nd inning. But, they just don't get it.
The score was 5-6 they were ahead and up to bat.
The 1st batter walked with a full count. Dang it.
The 2nd batter up hit a pop fly to my "non-draftable" 1st baseman, and she caught it! Then she stood there trying to decide what to do. She was going to throw it to 2nd to get the girl out for not tagging. We finally, after 5 seconds of yelling at her, convinced her to touch her base! a double play! YAY.
Pay attention:
Their next batter, walked with a full count. Dang it.
The very next pitch, her coach sent her to steal 2nd. My catcher gunned it down there and got her OUT!!!
AGAIN!!!
hahahahaha.
She was their 1st girl up to bat against us. It was like de ja vu. She walked the first time, then tried to steal 2nd and we gunned her out then, too. Same play, same girl, out twice!!! hahaha
Still 5-6 with my "big guns" up to bat. We'll show them who's boss....
My batter was mad mad. The pitcher had managed to pitch a strike past her 4 times already. She wanted to hit really bad. Full count, again, and she nailed that ball. It bounced in the chalk right in front of 3rd, bounced over 3rd, then out to the outfield. She got a home run!!!!!
This should be easy to get ahead, I thought.....
Kinzie was up to bat. She almost always hits this pitcher. She always waits till she has 2 strikes on her before she makes her move to my dismay and heartattackedness. She hit it hard to 2nd base and the girl managed to get her glove on it to stop it, then have enough time to pick it up and get the out. dang it.
My next one, can hit the dickens out of the ball, but doesn't seem to in a game situation. She hit a pop fly to shortstop.
My next batter struck out.
Oh My Gosh...!
We blew it! Oh, did we ever.
The sinking feeling was happening.
6-6 Their big guns up to bat.
Now, my catcher was pitching. I told her to walk #4. I told her to hit her with the ball if she had to, but walk her no matter what.
She walked the first and second batters, then pitched the fattest pitch in the world (that means a stike right down the middle) and #4 hit a triple over center fielder's head and got 2 rbi's. That means she hit 2 people in.
At this point, I knew that we had no shot at this game and the sickening, nervous feeling in my stomach went away. There was no chance for us left. I really can't help my team out when they don't do what I tell them to. Such as walk someone...
Kinzie caught a pop fly at 3rd base, my shortstop turned catcher, threw one out at 1st, but overthrew 2 others, so they scored 5 runs that inning.
11-6
So, here we go.
Bottom half of our lineup. (that means that we have our not-so-good hitters coming up to bat.
Their pitcher is "on".
Let's get this over with!
Ugh. I can't even watch.....
We walked, then the pitcher couldn't handle a grounder, then a walk, and a walk, then a full count strike out, dang it.
Pay attention:
Then with the bases loaded, my best batter who I have bat first position, hit 3 foul balls and had a full count on her when she HIT ONE THROUGH THE INFIELD to right field and got a HOME RUN!!!!!!!!!
TO TIE THE GAME!!!
This is not happening!...!
Then one of my home run hitters hit a foul pop fly and after it bounced in the 3rd baseman's glove 5 times, managed to catch it.
2 outs.
Kinzie's turn at bat: she, of course takes a strike, then creams one down first base line and gets a TRIPLE!!!!!
My next batter blasts the ball up the middle and gets a HOME RUN!!!!!
My next batter walks then steals 2nd.
My next batter walks, but as the runner on 2nd is still standing there with her lead as the pitcher gets the ball back in the circle, MR UMPIRE calls her out for not going immediately back to her base!! Dang it!
11-13
I showed my pitcher that they had their 3 worst batters up to bat. She agreed that she just needed to pitch strikes. By golly, she did that. She struck the first 2 batters out.
Then a full count walk. Dang it.
The girl on first base is the girl we have thrown out at 2nd base twice in this game.
Is she gonna steal???
DOUBT IT!!! hahahahahahahahah
Strike 1, strike 2,
hold your breathe.....strike 3!!!!!
catcher dropped it!!!!! Dang it!!!!!
The throw down to 1st base......
.hold your breath.......
Kinzie reaches out and
CATCHES THE THROW FOR THE 3RD OUT !! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WE WON!!!!!!!
Now try to sleep .......................
What a game.
I didn't tell you about last night's game, cause it mostly just turned out the way it was supposed to.
We won. We played the pink team.
We played the pink team again tonight.
Tonight, sigh, sigh, sigh,
No, it was not an easy game at all. HOLY COW!!!!!
The game ahead of ours was the Maroon team vs the Black team. The black team's coach is the one who cheated our team out of a fair game last week.
They went down to the wire. Each team was pitching girls who have never pitched before. They were walking runs in left and right. It came down to the last inning and the Maroon team got their last at bats and WON the game! Oh, my team was thrilled about this. They went over their time by 20 minutes!
That means that if we win tonight that we are tied for 1st with the black team again.
As their team was clearing out the dugout, my starting pitcher showed up to the game. She had a choir concert and was going to miss the first inning, but since their game went long, she didn't have to miss.
We batted first. We got the 5 runs we were allowed, one of my best hitters struck out for the 3rd time in two games (to the same pitcher), then we traded sides. Their team had 3 runs and 2 outs when a girl hit a pop fly to my pitcher, the one who had just struck out again. She missed the ball and it spun out of her hand as she tried to pick it up. She touched it just as it was about to spin FOUL. The next girl walked and the girl after her struck out. But, when our catcher dropped the 3rd strike, then overthrew 1st base. they scored 6 that inning. Dang it.
Okay, we should be able to make that up.
OUR NEXT TURN AT- BAT WAS TORTUROUS!!!
My first batter up, walked. Good, but I didn't dare have her steal against this catcher.
My next batter, who is not very consistent at hitting the ball, HIT THE STINKIN' BALL!!!
Yeah, that would be good except she hit it to the 2nd baseman and my runner on 1st ran straight to 2nd base in the baseline and got called out for interference for not going behind the baseman fielding the ball. WHO EVEN KNOWS THAT RULE GOOD ENOUGH TO MAKE THAT CALL?
Oh, yeah, my brother does, and he was the base ump for my GAME!!! And, the runner he had to call out was HIS 9 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER!!!!!!!!!!!!! (league age) That's right, his daughter. Nobody else would have made that call. We usually get swimmers for our base umps. UGH
My next youngster up to bat got to walk with a full count. then she stole 2nd with my other runner on 3rd. But, that youngster got off her base to practice her lead-off after the pitcher had the ball in the circle. UGH, THAT UMPIRE GOT US AGAIN!! Two outs in the same inning by rules most of our base umps have not even heard of. Then, my BEST batter STRUCK OUT!!!
Oh, man....
My little girls had to come ask me why they were out, they had no idea.
I have explained the pitching circle rule to them every game, every practice, and 5 times before today's 2nd inning. But, they just don't get it.
The score was 5-6 they were ahead and up to bat.
The 1st batter walked with a full count. Dang it.
The 2nd batter up hit a pop fly to my "non-draftable" 1st baseman, and she caught it! Then she stood there trying to decide what to do. She was going to throw it to 2nd to get the girl out for not tagging. We finally, after 5 seconds of yelling at her, convinced her to touch her base! a double play! YAY.
Pay attention:
Their next batter, walked with a full count. Dang it.
The very next pitch, her coach sent her to steal 2nd. My catcher gunned it down there and got her OUT!!!
AGAIN!!!
hahahahaha.
She was their 1st girl up to bat against us. It was like de ja vu. She walked the first time, then tried to steal 2nd and we gunned her out then, too. Same play, same girl, out twice!!! hahaha
Still 5-6 with my "big guns" up to bat. We'll show them who's boss....
My batter was mad mad. The pitcher had managed to pitch a strike past her 4 times already. She wanted to hit really bad. Full count, again, and she nailed that ball. It bounced in the chalk right in front of 3rd, bounced over 3rd, then out to the outfield. She got a home run!!!!!
This should be easy to get ahead, I thought.....
Kinzie was up to bat. She almost always hits this pitcher. She always waits till she has 2 strikes on her before she makes her move to my dismay and heartattackedness. She hit it hard to 2nd base and the girl managed to get her glove on it to stop it, then have enough time to pick it up and get the out. dang it.
My next one, can hit the dickens out of the ball, but doesn't seem to in a game situation. She hit a pop fly to shortstop.
My next batter struck out.
Oh My Gosh...!
We blew it! Oh, did we ever.
The sinking feeling was happening.
6-6 Their big guns up to bat.
Now, my catcher was pitching. I told her to walk #4. I told her to hit her with the ball if she had to, but walk her no matter what.
She walked the first and second batters, then pitched the fattest pitch in the world (that means a stike right down the middle) and #4 hit a triple over center fielder's head and got 2 rbi's. That means she hit 2 people in.
At this point, I knew that we had no shot at this game and the sickening, nervous feeling in my stomach went away. There was no chance for us left. I really can't help my team out when they don't do what I tell them to. Such as walk someone...
Kinzie caught a pop fly at 3rd base, my shortstop turned catcher, threw one out at 1st, but overthrew 2 others, so they scored 5 runs that inning.
11-6
So, here we go.
Bottom half of our lineup. (that means that we have our not-so-good hitters coming up to bat.
Their pitcher is "on".
Let's get this over with!
Ugh. I can't even watch.....
We walked, then the pitcher couldn't handle a grounder, then a walk, and a walk, then a full count strike out, dang it.
Pay attention:
Then with the bases loaded, my best batter who I have bat first position, hit 3 foul balls and had a full count on her when she HIT ONE THROUGH THE INFIELD to right field and got a HOME RUN!!!!!!!!!
TO TIE THE GAME!!!
This is not happening!...!
Then one of my home run hitters hit a foul pop fly and after it bounced in the 3rd baseman's glove 5 times, managed to catch it.
2 outs.
Kinzie's turn at bat: she, of course takes a strike, then creams one down first base line and gets a TRIPLE!!!!!
My next batter blasts the ball up the middle and gets a HOME RUN!!!!!
My next batter walks then steals 2nd.
My next batter walks, but as the runner on 2nd is still standing there with her lead as the pitcher gets the ball back in the circle, MR UMPIRE calls her out for not going immediately back to her base!! Dang it!
11-13
I showed my pitcher that they had their 3 worst batters up to bat. She agreed that she just needed to pitch strikes. By golly, she did that. She struck the first 2 batters out.
Then a full count walk. Dang it.
The girl on first base is the girl we have thrown out at 2nd base twice in this game.
Is she gonna steal???
DOUBT IT!!! hahahahahahahahah
Strike 1, strike 2,
hold your breathe.....strike 3!!!!!
catcher dropped it!!!!! Dang it!!!!!
The throw down to 1st base......
.hold your breath.......
Kinzie reaches out and
CATCHES THE THROW FOR THE 3RD OUT !! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WE WON!!!!!!!
Now try to sleep .......................
Thursday, May 10, 2012
I found out a little more about my game and my score keeper
The woman that told me she would keep score had been passing the score book around to her daughter to take a turn and then to her husband! One of my girls' parents saw them and thought, "Oh, boy, that is not good."
I can tell now that the grandpa was not even paying attention to the game. There were 2 passed balls on the last batter that were not marked in the book.
One of them was the one where my player was taunting the catcher, and the other one was where my runner crossed home plate, standing up, with no one trying to get her out. (The score that he missed altogether!)
I have not heard anything from the league about any repercussions of Jerico's unsportsmanlike conduct, but I sure wish I had stepped up and complained to the ump about his language at the time.
Kinzie asked Jerico's daughter at school how she felt about beating us. His daughter asked her why she would even ask that question. Kinzie asked her if she knew that they had won the game because her dad had cheated us. His daughter had NO IDEA her dad had cheated us.
I can tell now that the grandpa was not even paying attention to the game. There were 2 passed balls on the last batter that were not marked in the book.
One of them was the one where my player was taunting the catcher, and the other one was where my runner crossed home plate, standing up, with no one trying to get her out. (The score that he missed altogether!)
I have not heard anything from the league about any repercussions of Jerico's unsportsmanlike conduct, but I sure wish I had stepped up and complained to the ump about his language at the time.
Kinzie asked Jerico's daughter at school how she felt about beating us. His daughter asked her why she would even ask that question. Kinzie asked her if she knew that they had won the game because her dad had cheated us. His daughter had NO IDEA her dad had cheated us.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Desperate People Do Rotten Things
We were ahead 12-6 after 3 innings.
You are only allowed to score 5 runs each inning until the last inning, then you are allowed to score unlimited runs.
The black team scored 6 runs to tie it at 12.
We were home team and did not score in the last inning, so we had to go an extra inning.
OR NOT!!!
The other coach said to the umpire after the 3rd out, "So, it stands, then?"
I wondered what that meant... brushed it aside and got ready to start the next inning.
The umpire informed me that the game was over.
I asked him what he meant, the score was tied, do we end in a tie?
He told me that the score was 11-12. My mind soared. I knew that meant we were 11 since we had just gotten our last at bats. I panicked.
I told him no it was not 11-12. He said that is what my scorekeeper had down.
My scorekeeper was the "official" score of the game.
I knew there was nothing I could do.
I keep a score sheet in my hand during the game and keep the score for myself, so I know how many runs we have left to score in an inning and how many outs we have, etc.
I had checked with the scorekeeper at the end of each inning to make sure she didn't score the black team's run that came across on the 3rd forced out.
During the 3rd inning, the scorekeeper passed the book on to her husband and walked away.
He was doing a fine job, but missed a girl scoring on a passed ball. There was nothing going on except for this girl crossing the plate. There was not even a play at the plate, and the girl scored and didn't even slide. The next two batters got out, and it didn't even don on me to check on the score.
I usually have Lennette keep the book for me and she gets so much detail on the book that I can almost tell what color of underwear the girl is wearing. but, Lennette was across town at Jessie's game.
I grabbed the book and checked the score to mine, and pleaded with the umpire to believe me. I knew he did believe me. He said there was nothing he could do, and I knew he was right.
I told the umpire that I already knew how Jerico, the other coach, would react if i asked him to be fair. He acted EXACTLY how I figured he would:
I said," You're not really going to go with this, are you?"
He said, "Absolutely, I am!"
I pointed to the score sheet in his hand that I know he keeps during the game, and reminded him,"I know you've got this score on your sheet..." pointing to the one on my paper.
He pulled his score sheet away from my view and said, "No I don't, that's the official book!"
I threw in his face that, "You've been complaining about ME the whole year...and you're going to do this?"
As he cuts me off and says, "you're darn right I have." about complaining about me.
(He is the coach that called me and my assistant "bush leaguers" for sending a walked girl to 2nd base on a passed ball. Like every other league does at every level.)
I haven't posted about the last time we played them, we lost. So both of our teams were tied for 1st place.
It made sense to me, now. When Jerico asked the umpire if the score stands as written in the "official' score book. He knew the score keeper had missed that run.
You don't say, "does it stand" if the score is tied. So, he knew he was cheating to take the win. There were at least 5 of his players standing around him while all this was taking place, so now they know they cheated to win this game.
I can't help but wonder how the girls feel about their cheated win. I'm not sure I would be proud of my win and the trophy knowing I had cheated to get it.
On the flip side, my girls are DEVASTATED!
I had to walk back to them and tell them we had lost the game, because of a score keeper's error. They don't understand, and I can't expect them to. My one girl is so upset at her grandpa for losing our game that she won't even talk to him, now.
I was so in shock that I didn't go slap hands. I was too busy paying attention to the fact that the cheater coach did not go slap hands either. (Remember, I got talked to by the LL Board for not doing it on the first game when I didn't realize I was supposed to until too late?)
The umpire came off the field with me to talk to me, and I pointed out a few things to him: Jericho had not slapped hands (which the ump was flabbergasted to hear), and the little rant Jerico had had at a "ball" call. Jerico also got on my case when my base runner on 3rd was challenging his catcher to throw the ball at her.
That one went something like this: "Danette, are we going to do this all NIGHT?!"
I pointed out that this was the FIRST time this had happened (3rd inning) this game, and I had NOT even told the girl to do it... HA TOUCHE!
The little rant went something like this: umpire called it a "ball".
J. then starts yelling at the ump that he "needs to give us the strikes!!!
Then J. turns around, tucks in his garments, and for the full length of the dugout starts praying to the Gods....
HA HA NOT!
But they were both in his conversation that I clearly heard from my base coaching box.
Gosh Darn it! Jeepers Creepers! and that is NOT what he said!!!
There were 3 little girls sitting in the dugout that DID NOT NEED TO HEAR THAT!!!
and that was all because of a BALL. It was not even an out call, or a missed run call. It was over a "BALL" call.......
Hubby is still convinced that J. hates me, because I am a woman and I beat him the first game.
If the shoe fits.....
He has NO other reason to be so mad at me all the time. Other than I teach my girls how to steal the bases against his daughter, the catcher.
I had what felt like a Bishop's interview with the LL Softball president whom I had gone to school with. I told him everything from my point of view. He listened to me like he was a bishop or something. He is so mellow and nice that I don't think he will do much about J.
J. will get a talking to though. The umpire had also talked to the softball pres.
That was until a girl warming up for the next game got hit in the mouth with a ball and got 3 of her top front teeth knocked backwards.
Highlights from my game!!!!:
Kinzie, the little stinker, was playing 3rd base. The pop fly went over the short stop's head. She ran over to the short stop's position and caught that pop fly! Then she threw the ball to first base for a double play, but the first baseman jumped to catch it and didn't need to jump, so she missed it.
My brand new girl, whose dad played pro ball, was playing 2nd base. A pop fly came to her and she CAUGHT IT!!! I was so excited for her! Last game, she even hit the ball and got on base for the first time in 9 games.
The girl, who Jerico announced during "the drafts" was undraftable, picked up a grounder at 1st base to get a girl out. Then had some crucial catches at 1st base. Ha, in your face, Jerico! This girl DOES have potential! I love it so much every time this girl has proven him WRONG!
Okee dokee, that about does it for tonight.
I am soooo glad I am not the one who cheated to win that game! I would have a hard time with that one. I would have an even harder time wondering what my softball girls think of me teaching them that it is okay.
I blog these things hoping I can get to sleep easier. Not sure it's gonna work this time.
You are only allowed to score 5 runs each inning until the last inning, then you are allowed to score unlimited runs.
The black team scored 6 runs to tie it at 12.
We were home team and did not score in the last inning, so we had to go an extra inning.
OR NOT!!!
The other coach said to the umpire after the 3rd out, "So, it stands, then?"
I wondered what that meant... brushed it aside and got ready to start the next inning.
The umpire informed me that the game was over.
I asked him what he meant, the score was tied, do we end in a tie?
He told me that the score was 11-12. My mind soared. I knew that meant we were 11 since we had just gotten our last at bats. I panicked.
I told him no it was not 11-12. He said that is what my scorekeeper had down.
My scorekeeper was the "official" score of the game.
I knew there was nothing I could do.
I keep a score sheet in my hand during the game and keep the score for myself, so I know how many runs we have left to score in an inning and how many outs we have, etc.
I had checked with the scorekeeper at the end of each inning to make sure she didn't score the black team's run that came across on the 3rd forced out.
During the 3rd inning, the scorekeeper passed the book on to her husband and walked away.
He was doing a fine job, but missed a girl scoring on a passed ball. There was nothing going on except for this girl crossing the plate. There was not even a play at the plate, and the girl scored and didn't even slide. The next two batters got out, and it didn't even don on me to check on the score.
I usually have Lennette keep the book for me and she gets so much detail on the book that I can almost tell what color of underwear the girl is wearing. but, Lennette was across town at Jessie's game.
I grabbed the book and checked the score to mine, and pleaded with the umpire to believe me. I knew he did believe me. He said there was nothing he could do, and I knew he was right.
I told the umpire that I already knew how Jerico, the other coach, would react if i asked him to be fair. He acted EXACTLY how I figured he would:
I said," You're not really going to go with this, are you?"
He said, "Absolutely, I am!"
I pointed to the score sheet in his hand that I know he keeps during the game, and reminded him,"I know you've got this score on your sheet..." pointing to the one on my paper.
He pulled his score sheet away from my view and said, "No I don't, that's the official book!"
I threw in his face that, "You've been complaining about ME the whole year...and you're going to do this?"
As he cuts me off and says, "you're darn right I have." about complaining about me.
(He is the coach that called me and my assistant "bush leaguers" for sending a walked girl to 2nd base on a passed ball. Like every other league does at every level.)
I haven't posted about the last time we played them, we lost. So both of our teams were tied for 1st place.
It made sense to me, now. When Jerico asked the umpire if the score stands as written in the "official' score book. He knew the score keeper had missed that run.
You don't say, "does it stand" if the score is tied. So, he knew he was cheating to take the win. There were at least 5 of his players standing around him while all this was taking place, so now they know they cheated to win this game.
I can't help but wonder how the girls feel about their cheated win. I'm not sure I would be proud of my win and the trophy knowing I had cheated to get it.
On the flip side, my girls are DEVASTATED!
I had to walk back to them and tell them we had lost the game, because of a score keeper's error. They don't understand, and I can't expect them to. My one girl is so upset at her grandpa for losing our game that she won't even talk to him, now.
I was so in shock that I didn't go slap hands. I was too busy paying attention to the fact that the cheater coach did not go slap hands either. (Remember, I got talked to by the LL Board for not doing it on the first game when I didn't realize I was supposed to until too late?)
The umpire came off the field with me to talk to me, and I pointed out a few things to him: Jericho had not slapped hands (which the ump was flabbergasted to hear), and the little rant Jerico had had at a "ball" call. Jerico also got on my case when my base runner on 3rd was challenging his catcher to throw the ball at her.
That one went something like this: "Danette, are we going to do this all NIGHT?!"
I pointed out that this was the FIRST time this had happened (3rd inning) this game, and I had NOT even told the girl to do it... HA TOUCHE!
The little rant went something like this: umpire called it a "ball".
J. then starts yelling at the ump that he "needs to give us the strikes!!!
Then J. turns around, tucks in his garments, and for the full length of the dugout starts praying to the Gods....
HA HA NOT!
But they were both in his conversation that I clearly heard from my base coaching box.
Gosh Darn it! Jeepers Creepers! and that is NOT what he said!!!
There were 3 little girls sitting in the dugout that DID NOT NEED TO HEAR THAT!!!
and that was all because of a BALL. It was not even an out call, or a missed run call. It was over a "BALL" call.......
Hubby is still convinced that J. hates me, because I am a woman and I beat him the first game.
If the shoe fits.....
He has NO other reason to be so mad at me all the time. Other than I teach my girls how to steal the bases against his daughter, the catcher.
I had what felt like a Bishop's interview with the LL Softball president whom I had gone to school with. I told him everything from my point of view. He listened to me like he was a bishop or something. He is so mellow and nice that I don't think he will do much about J.
J. will get a talking to though. The umpire had also talked to the softball pres.
That was until a girl warming up for the next game got hit in the mouth with a ball and got 3 of her top front teeth knocked backwards.
Highlights from my game!!!!:
Kinzie, the little stinker, was playing 3rd base. The pop fly went over the short stop's head. She ran over to the short stop's position and caught that pop fly! Then she threw the ball to first base for a double play, but the first baseman jumped to catch it and didn't need to jump, so she missed it.
My brand new girl, whose dad played pro ball, was playing 2nd base. A pop fly came to her and she CAUGHT IT!!! I was so excited for her! Last game, she even hit the ball and got on base for the first time in 9 games.
The girl, who Jerico announced during "the drafts" was undraftable, picked up a grounder at 1st base to get a girl out. Then had some crucial catches at 1st base. Ha, in your face, Jerico! This girl DOES have potential! I love it so much every time this girl has proven him WRONG!
Okee dokee, that about does it for tonight.
I am soooo glad I am not the one who cheated to win that game! I would have a hard time with that one. I would have an even harder time wondering what my softball girls think of me teaching them that it is okay.
I blog these things hoping I can get to sleep easier. Not sure it's gonna work this time.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Monday, May 7, 2012
Taking Advantage of the Rule Book?!
All the other coaches (men) in my girls fast pitch softball league have had freak-outs at the ball games but me.
The most mellow coach of all had a freak-out session on the young base ump at my last game. They were down by 12 points, with 2 outs, no real chance of coming back, and the ump made a call of the girl leaving early. The coach just lost it. He had had a very emotional day sending his son on the plane on a mission.... (long story)
The head umpire who is my friend, told me he's had nothing but problems with the coaches in my particular league. I reminded him that I have not freaked out yet, so how is he having problems with me?
He told me that more than one person has complained to him about me using tactics that are not necessarily okay to be doing at this level.....
Did you hear me??!!!!! AT THIS LEVEL!!! SINCE THEY ARE GIRLS!!!
He said they are complaining that I am taking advantage of the rule book!!!!!!!!!
HAHAHAHAHA
Should I be laughing? I don't know, he wouldn't discuss it with me.
O M Gosh!
They say I am using the rules to my advantage, and there is no rule against what I am teaching these girls!!!
For example, their catcher can peg the center fielder in the forehead with the ball if she wanted to. Am I gonna steal third with her catching? Probably very cautiously.
So, instead, I tell the girls to get a good lead off of 2nd base, and as soon as the catcher throws the ball to the pitcher, THEN steal 3rd. (a runner must immediately go back to the base or go to the next base as soon as the pitcher has the ball inside the pitcher's circle)
So far,(twice) it has been easy. Apparently, it is above the level of play for 11-12 year old girls. If they were boys, not a chance. (I just realized that one of the complainers was the one ump I was telling you about the other day.)
The head umpire says he thinks it's kind of funny that they are complaining that I am using the rules that I know pretty well that were made for a reason to my advantage.
This whole subject just tickles Hubby's funny bone. He keeps saying that I got these other men coaches running scared!
I am not trying to cheat anybody here. I just want to give these girls every opportunity to learn tactics that other coaches (say like at all-stars) will be using against them so our league does not look so stupid when we face them. For reals, do they think these girls can't learn to play?
What I am teaching these girls about base running is EXACTLY what I used to do when I played Little League baseball when I was 12.
AND IT MADE IT FUN!!!!! Isn't this all about having fun?
I still have not heard of any parents of my girls complaining about me. They all get to play infield, they all get to sit out, and they never bat last every time. Can't say that about ANY OTHER coach in my league.
I cannot take credit for our wins, however, I got lucky to have 2 pitchers who do a good job. Without them, winning is not possible.
"To Steal Or Not To Steal?"
That is the question.
The most mellow coach of all had a freak-out session on the young base ump at my last game. They were down by 12 points, with 2 outs, no real chance of coming back, and the ump made a call of the girl leaving early. The coach just lost it. He had had a very emotional day sending his son on the plane on a mission.... (long story)
The head umpire who is my friend, told me he's had nothing but problems with the coaches in my particular league. I reminded him that I have not freaked out yet, so how is he having problems with me?
He told me that more than one person has complained to him about me using tactics that are not necessarily okay to be doing at this level.....
Did you hear me??!!!!! AT THIS LEVEL!!! SINCE THEY ARE GIRLS!!!
He said they are complaining that I am taking advantage of the rule book!!!!!!!!!
HAHAHAHAHA
Should I be laughing? I don't know, he wouldn't discuss it with me.
O M Gosh!
They say I am using the rules to my advantage, and there is no rule against what I am teaching these girls!!!
For example, their catcher can peg the center fielder in the forehead with the ball if she wanted to. Am I gonna steal third with her catching? Probably very cautiously.
So, instead, I tell the girls to get a good lead off of 2nd base, and as soon as the catcher throws the ball to the pitcher, THEN steal 3rd. (a runner must immediately go back to the base or go to the next base as soon as the pitcher has the ball inside the pitcher's circle)
So far,(twice) it has been easy. Apparently, it is above the level of play for 11-12 year old girls. If they were boys, not a chance. (I just realized that one of the complainers was the one ump I was telling you about the other day.)
The head umpire says he thinks it's kind of funny that they are complaining that I am using the rules that I know pretty well that were made for a reason to my advantage.
This whole subject just tickles Hubby's funny bone. He keeps saying that I got these other men coaches running scared!
I am not trying to cheat anybody here. I just want to give these girls every opportunity to learn tactics that other coaches (say like at all-stars) will be using against them so our league does not look so stupid when we face them. For reals, do they think these girls can't learn to play?
What I am teaching these girls about base running is EXACTLY what I used to do when I played Little League baseball when I was 12.
AND IT MADE IT FUN!!!!! Isn't this all about having fun?
I still have not heard of any parents of my girls complaining about me. They all get to play infield, they all get to sit out, and they never bat last every time. Can't say that about ANY OTHER coach in my league.
I cannot take credit for our wins, however, I got lucky to have 2 pitchers who do a good job. Without them, winning is not possible.
"To Steal Or Not To Steal?"
That is the question.
Friday, May 4, 2012
College graduation!!!!!!
for Hubby and for Kyson!!!
Remember this post?
TUESDAY, JANUARY 24, 2012
C'est La Vie
This time Hubby is the star of my blog.
Two years ago, he realized that he needs an Associates Degree to apply to certain jobs that he wanted to try for, which included substitute teacher (or so they told him).
He went to school for that semester (nothing else to do), and finished up the requirements (like 3 credits) he hadn't finished 22 years ago. However, the rules had changed and now he had to take 10 credits to finish up. So he finished those credits for the degree.
Then, work picked up for him and he didn't need the Degree any more, so he didn't apply for it.
Now, he is out of work again. With promises of work coming up (that didn't pan out), he didn't register for classes this semester. So, he went to the college to square up his Degree.
The local college has changed the rules again. He no longer qualifies for the Degree. Now he is short 7 credits to get it. If he had applied for it when he earned it, he would have it.
I told him I think God is trying to tell him to stay in school and GET IT FINISHED, and to get the heck out of the concrete (beat the crap out of your body till you can no longer move if you are ever able to retire) business.
C'est La Vie
Welllll.....
I wrote a little letter:
Hi, My name is "Hubby". I was born and raised and have lived my whole life in "this area". I attended "the local college" 20 or so years ago. I was a few credits short of having enough for an Associates Degree when I left to pursue money making opportunities.
When the economy took a dive a few years ago, I could not find work in my field of concrete contracting any longer. I found that most places I wanted to apply for a job required an Associates Degree. I returned to "the local college" in the Winter/Spring of 2010 to finish up my Associates Degree. As soon as I completed the requirements, work picked up, and I went back to work to provide for my family. Applying for the Degree just slipped my mind as it was no longer at the top of my priority list.
I have been out of work for over a month with no real prospects of finding any soon. As I approached the college about my Associates Degree, I was informed of the new requirements for graduation. I am now 7 credits short of achieving this goal. I would really like to be grandfathered in for an Associates Degree since I finished the requirements in 2010, but I just failed to apply for it then.
I have 7 kids living at home from the ages of 17-2. I need to find work ASAP to provide for them. I need my Associates Degree to apply for certain jobs I want to try for. I don't have time to wait for the Fall Semester to take more classes to finish up the new requirements that took effect less than a year ago. I would really like to get my Degree and graduate with my 17 year old son. (He is in Success Academy and will get his Assoc. Degree this Spring.)
I don't know who to turn to to plead my case. I am hoping that this letter will find the right authority for consideration.
Thank you so much for your time.
"My Hubby's Name".
Annnd...
they are giving him his Associate's Degree!!!!!!!!
In a few hours, Hubby AND Kyson will get to walk through the "D" together!
YAY and alphabetically, Hubby will get his before Kyson!!! whew.
Kyson just turned 18 and has been doing an early college high school for 3 years.
Basically, a LOT of hard work and sacrifice for a nearly free Associate's Degree 2 years early!
Pretty sure I'm gonna cry.
Remember this post?
TUESDAY, JANUARY 24, 2012
C'est La Vie
This time Hubby is the star of my blog.
Two years ago, he realized that he needs an Associates Degree to apply to certain jobs that he wanted to try for, which included substitute teacher (or so they told him).
He went to school for that semester (nothing else to do), and finished up the requirements (like 3 credits) he hadn't finished 22 years ago. However, the rules had changed and now he had to take 10 credits to finish up. So he finished those credits for the degree.
Then, work picked up for him and he didn't need the Degree any more, so he didn't apply for it.
Now, he is out of work again. With promises of work coming up (that didn't pan out), he didn't register for classes this semester. So, he went to the college to square up his Degree.
The local college has changed the rules again. He no longer qualifies for the Degree. Now he is short 7 credits to get it. If he had applied for it when he earned it, he would have it.
I told him I think God is trying to tell him to stay in school and GET IT FINISHED, and to get the heck out of the concrete (beat the crap out of your body till you can no longer move if you are ever able to retire) business.
C'est La Vie
Welllll.....
I wrote a little letter:
Hi, My name is "Hubby". I was born and raised and have lived my whole life in "this area". I attended "the local college" 20 or so years ago. I was a few credits short of having enough for an Associates Degree when I left to pursue money making opportunities.
When the economy took a dive a few years ago, I could not find work in my field of concrete contracting any longer. I found that most places I wanted to apply for a job required an Associates Degree. I returned to "the local college" in the Winter/Spring of 2010 to finish up my Associates Degree. As soon as I completed the requirements, work picked up, and I went back to work to provide for my family. Applying for the Degree just slipped my mind as it was no longer at the top of my priority list.
I have been out of work for over a month with no real prospects of finding any soon. As I approached the college about my Associates Degree, I was informed of the new requirements for graduation. I am now 7 credits short of achieving this goal. I would really like to be grandfathered in for an Associates Degree since I finished the requirements in 2010, but I just failed to apply for it then.
I have 7 kids living at home from the ages of 17-2. I need to find work ASAP to provide for them. I need my Associates Degree to apply for certain jobs I want to try for. I don't have time to wait for the Fall Semester to take more classes to finish up the new requirements that took effect less than a year ago. I would really like to get my Degree and graduate with my 17 year old son. (He is in Success Academy and will get his Assoc. Degree this Spring.)
I don't know who to turn to to plead my case. I am hoping that this letter will find the right authority for consideration.
Thank you so much for your time.
"My Hubby's Name".
Annnd...
they are giving him his Associate's Degree!!!!!!!!
In a few hours, Hubby AND Kyson will get to walk through the "D" together!
YAY and alphabetically, Hubby will get his before Kyson!!! whew.
Kyson just turned 18 and has been doing an early college high school for 3 years.
Basically, a LOT of hard work and sacrifice for a nearly free Associate's Degree 2 years early!
Pretty sure I'm gonna cry.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
.JPG)
.JPG)
.JPG)
Brain Farts. Brain Attacks: a stoppage in the brain.
I met someone I already knew last night.
The Activity Days mother daughter dinner was a success.
"Does everyone already know each other?"
I spoke up and said that I did not know one mother, and she spoke up and said, "you're joking, right?"
Then she realized I didn't recognize her and she said, "you're serious?"
Hahahaha
Then I realized who she was after I heard her voice and saw her personality. I used to work with her at sky west.
Hahaha That is the weirdest feeling to have that mind fart happen.
It happened a couple of months ago to me, too. I asked a girl what her maiden name was to see if I knew some of her family.
She always acted like we were friends, and I wanted to know how she might know me.
She told me her maiden name like I was an idiot for not knowing it.
Hahaha. I am an idiot!
Ha. She used to play softball on my team with her sister!
That almost blew me away. She used to be a tomboy, have straggly hair, and dress and act like she didn't care!
This new woman is even a mormon!
She joined the church after our softball team dissolved, she has a cute hairstyle, makeup, and a happy persona.
That was a weird feeling brain fart!
Last night's was, too.
The lady I re met last night had changed her hair color and had gained 50 lbs. I had no idea who she was by looking at her. And I had no idea she even lived by me; nor would I have ever guessed I had her daughter in my Act Days. Not in a million years.
The Activity Days mother daughter dinner was a success.
"Does everyone already know each other?"
I spoke up and said that I did not know one mother, and she spoke up and said, "you're joking, right?"
Then she realized I didn't recognize her and she said, "you're serious?"
Hahahaha
Then I realized who she was after I heard her voice and saw her personality. I used to work with her at sky west.
Hahaha That is the weirdest feeling to have that mind fart happen.
It happened a couple of months ago to me, too. I asked a girl what her maiden name was to see if I knew some of her family.
She always acted like we were friends, and I wanted to know how she might know me.
She told me her maiden name like I was an idiot for not knowing it.
Hahaha. I am an idiot!
Ha. She used to play softball on my team with her sister!
That almost blew me away. She used to be a tomboy, have straggly hair, and dress and act like she didn't care!
This new woman is even a mormon!
She joined the church after our softball team dissolved, she has a cute hairstyle, makeup, and a happy persona.
That was a weird feeling brain fart!
Last night's was, too.
The lady I re met last night had changed her hair color and had gained 50 lbs. I had no idea who she was by looking at her. And I had no idea she even lived by me; nor would I have ever guessed I had her daughter in my Act Days. Not in a million years.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)