I honestly look like the walking wounded right now. Going for a foul ball Tuesday night, I apparently got what could be best described as a "dirt burn" from sliding in a hard dirt surface on my right forearm. There's a spot about the size of a quarter an inch from my elbow that dripped blood for the rest of the games (two, the rest of that one and we had one immedately after), then proceded to turn ghost white at last look in the shower. It's got a tail that goes about halfway down my forearm, which means I've got this cool gauze-type bandage wrapped around my forearm that brings back favorable memories of "Cowboy" Bob Orton. If you have to ask who Bob Orton is, don't worry about it.
I've got other injuries too. Pulled muscles, bruises, everything like that, but I'm having a lot of fun out there playing softball. We played four games this week in three days. What does that mean to you, the loyal Buhner.com reader? A lack of updates, with the exception of statistics, damned statistics.
Trust me though, the 10 Job Challenge is going to be an interesting look into the job search. It's going to be a huge article, and I hope it gets some nice hits.
Anyway, we played two games Tuesday night and one more Wednesday night. I caught all the games, so that's why I'm bitching about the injuries. But, I hit well, which is a positive. I keep moving up in the order, so that means that someone's watching. Five hits in those three games, including one that almost tied up the game in the bottom of the 7th (the runner was thrown out at home, otherwise we would have tied and I would have been the winning run at second, which would have been a major upset.)
G AB R H 2B 3B HR RBI SB CS BB SO BA OBP SLG 10 24 9 13 1 0 0 5 2 0 5 0 .542 .621 .583