I began playing corporate softball on a regular basis in my mid-thirties, after having only played once or twice since the glory days of keg softball in college. Similar to riding a bike, the limited skills I put on display during my college years came flourishing back. If not noticeable, they were certainly memorable. Especially when I landed flat on my rear-end as I backpedaled for a fly ball in right field. It was, unfortunately for my sake, not the only time I brought joy to the Mudville spectators. Read More
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