zone of terror
*pictured here – my home run swing (click on the picture to see the entire sequence) (photo credit: t-mak – are you happy now?!)*
now that i’ve been on the west coast for a little bit over a year, things are settling down and because of that i get to do some extracurricular activities, like play rec league softball.. a bunch of the expat torontonians (is expat the right term here? maybe it should be transplanted torontonians) and i have joined a rec league softball team and we get to play once a week on thursday evenings.. it’s probably been around five seasons since i actually played softball, the last time being in toronto as part of the ccsa. softball brings back a ton of memories..
a couple of days ago, we were playing softball and since tmak and logee were back from TO, they joined up with us.. wow.. it was like a blast from the 1990’s. tmak and i patrolled the outfield and it felt like old times again.
after the game was over (we won 16-8, by the way! our first win of the season! we’re a respectable 1-4), a bunch of us stayed back to do some batting practice. logee wanted some tips on batting, and so i taught her the “zone of terror” (Z.O.T.). ZOT means that the little space where the ball comes and meets the sweet spot of the bat, there you have to find your zone of terror and unleash all your fury on that neon green softball. (i dunno, i’m making stuff up at this point). anyways, i’m trying to get logee to yell out “ZONE OF TERROR”, each time she comes up to bat… hahaha.. it’s the funniest thing when she does!
i’m glad we get to come together once a week and play some softball. it breaks up the week a bit and we get to hang and catch up with one another. it’s a great way to keep up with community.
until next time, one peace.
