Baseball Widow

I'm Tired of Playing the Game: Little League Baseball, That Is

June 27, 2008 7:24 PM | 0 Comments

While most Little League Baseball mothers are breathing a sigh of relief because the season is over, there is a select few, which includes me, that is continuing to slog through a prolonged season. Austin's team, the Red Bulls (I'm disappointed because at one point they toyed with the concept of The Cheeseheads) won their championship, and now they've proceeded to the district level. They play at a field near Seatac, which is adjacent to the airport, which I find distracting. One good hit and one of those boys could probably hit the window of the passenger seated in 6A.

In the apt words of Lili Von Shtupp in Blazing Saddles: "I'm tired, tired of playing the game." Madeleine Kahn's satire of Marlene Deitrich is one of the funniest scenes in comedy and also speaks to me. Admittedly, Lily is tired of an entirely different leisure activity, but the end result is the same. Let's face it: I'm kaput.

I'm tired of eating ballpark foods, especially franks. (In fact, I puked on one the other day, so I have to put some distance between me and sausages.)

I'm tired of sitting on hard bleachers.

I'm tired of racing from work to a game.

I'm tired of trying to remember whether or not Austin's uniforms are clean.

I'm tired of having no downtime.

What are you tired of?
The Sports Widow
(aka Nan Hall)