So now if I can find myself a batterymate I can get married! Yay!

Aug 06, 2008 00:12

Today was baseball day at camp! I spent the better part of the morning teaching kids between the ages of six and eleven how to play by the rules I play by (i.e. 1860s rules) and then actually playing with them. Now, if you ran a camp full of young kids, would you let them pitch? I'm just curious, because I caught four different kids today (because catching for both sides is the way I roll) and I probably would have had a counselor pitch. My brother and I, for example, are a quasi-battery (I was his bullpen catcher when he was learning to pitch), and since he's helping out at the camp this week, too, I would have preferred to catch him again.

But either way, these kids still hit where I set up better than anyone who has ever pitched to me in college, which I found ironic and brilliant. One kid at the end had issues with finding the strike zone - he looked at the batter when he released the ball and consequentially hit the batter or came near to hitting the batter every time, so I set up way outside and told him to aim at my hands. He started throwing perfect strikes after that. I was so proud of him.

God, I love catching. I may have never played in a baseball or softball league as a kid, but the position is growing on me even though I'm left-handed. The strategy is absolutely delightful. Although maybe, just maybe, I enjoy psychoanalyzing the pitcher even more. Thanks, Oofuri. Thanks a lot.

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