Oh, I went to church, unlike a lot of my Wills Park baseball family! But yesterday was not, by any stretch, a day of rest. Here it is, play by play, my Sunday...
7:30 - Wake up. OK, it's not Monday is it? Nope. It is Sunday. Whew! I think to myself how nice it is to go to a 'job' (leading worship at Rehoboth Baptist) and to be so excited about it! Can't wait to direct the choir in our anthem, "God is Here".
8:00 - Out the door. I've been reading Pat Conroy and I guess it has rubbed off on me because I'm dressed casually in jacket and tie and some summer britches. No socks today, just the Cole Hahn pinch buckles.
8:40 - Soundcheck with rhythm section and vocalists - gonna be a great service with new hymns and old and one hymn that sounds old but is new!
9:10 - meet my choir peeps. They ask for and get a day without choir robes. Guess we're all looking for a break from the summer heat.
9:30 - nice violin rendition of "This is My Father's World". Happy Father's Day!
9:50 - Our soloist and choir stir the soul with the anthem, "God Is Here".
10:00 - Text from Heather, I have Tucker's bat bag in my car. This has happened many times. Thankfully, the game isn't until 1:00.
11:00 - stuck on 285 - construction has us down to 1 lane
11:30 - pull in driveway, Heather has car all packed up for a day at the ballpark. I change into some tennis clothes, take Annie with me and we head off to the mall.
12:15 - strolling through the mall, I feel famous. As always, Annie lights up the mall with her cuteness and people point and smile at her. She is completely unaware.
12:30 - I pick out my Father's Day gift, a new pair of Maui Jim sunglasses! For the uninitiated, this is the best use of $180 you will ever find. It turns out the same lady sold me my first pair two years ago! How weird is that?
12:35 - Heather calls. Baseball is running an hour behind due to some bad weather the night before. No rush.
12:40 - Annie is so enjoying trying on sunglasses that we stop and pick out a pair for her. (Not the same price point, mind you!) She goes with some really hip, "Sharpay-looking" frames. I also find some tennis shorts that an 18 year old could easily wear, remains to be seen if I can pull it off.
1:00 - we stop at Sonic for some nosh and a couple of slushes for Annie and her friend.
2:00 - at ballpark where game is about to start. Our boys are clearly the better team and we won easily.
3:00 - I have to leave to go back to the hood for a USTA match.
3:30 - stop at Publix for some subs for the tennis folks and fill up with gas.
4:00 - tennis. Playing #1 singles and it is HOT.
5:00 - Up 6-3, 4-1, I am feeling pretty good. Thinking that this match will be over soon.
5:25 - Spoke too soon. I am really getting tired and over-heated and my opponent is not. He ties it up and I am really wanting this thing to be over.
5:35 - I finally hit a decent backhand to finish the match at 7-5 in the second.
5:37 - I walk off the court and jump in the pool. Quite literally. Back to the baseball field!
6:15 - walk up just in time to see us up to bat. Tucker draws a walk, if I remember correctly.
7:45 - I think this was our best game of the season. We end up beating a really good team and advance to the finals.
7:50 - Smokejack restaurant with some dads. This is our shot at a Father's Day celebration.
8:00 - next game begins.
9:30 - somewhere in the 4th inning or so, the boys give out and we yield a bunch of runs.
10:30 - game over. We come in second but the boys are more tired than sad. Ice cream for everyone!
11:15 or so - we stumble in the house and get showers and jump into bed, happy but tired.
My penance of sore muscles and fatigue will hopefully be enough!
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