The Final Softball Game

We had our final softball game of the year tonight.
A double header- if we won the first game, we would then get to advance to the championship game. After a rousing comeback from the BluGolds, the first game was finished for a W.

The second game started, and my brother's girlfriend, Kara, asked me what type of car I drove. As this is a strange question to ask, I told her the make and model of my car and then asked why.

"There was a hit and run in the parking lot," she said. "Don't worry, though. They said it was a gray vehicle, and yours is green, right?"

Nope.

My gray SUV was sideswiped.

As I was still playing, I could not get to the parking lot to view it until the end of the game. I am choosing to be thankful and not pissed off.

Three things I am thankful for:
Neither of my kids were over there; they are healthy and safe. And darn cute, if you ask my opinion. Or my mom's.

It is still drivable

There were a couple witnesses that got a license plate. Although, the driver had a Florida plate so the police thought it would be pretty hard to find them. We will see about the power of google.

Wish me luck.

More luck than we had at our second game, anyway. We lost the championship. I am really okay with it, though, because the winner got a trophy. What? Is this first grade? I want a t-shirt. I have lots of thoughts on this, but it does bring up my biggest pet peeve--guys that walk in slow pitch softball. It seriously annoys me.

Josh has opportunity #2 for a championship tomorrow, as they are First Place in the Men's league.

As for my car, if you see me riding around with a smashed front end for a while....now you know.