NOT my week

I started my softball career with t-ball and have easily been playing
first base for 15 years. In that time I have NEVER missed a ball that
was thrown at my face - in fact I often joke, "just throw it at my
face - instincts will kick in."

I swear I was focused yesterday, enjoying a softall game on a sunny
afternoon, and in all truth I was having a pretty good game.

Until third base threw me a ball, which I watched tip off the top of
my glove and up under my ball cap to hit me square in the noggin'
above my left eye.

I know have some lovely red speckles and a bit of a gooseegg...

DAMMIT!

Thank goodness it will be Friday tomorrow!