Monday night our softball team had a game against the Mighty Barbarpapas. Yeah, I don’t know what that name means either. In addition to the game, we also spent a good amount of time swatting mosquitoes in the outfield.
I was told when I moved here that there were no bugs in Vienna. I learned very quickly that this is a myth. There are plenty of bugs in Vienna, as my arms and legs(which are now spotted with mosquito bites) can attest.
We jumped out to an early lead, lost it, then pulled ahead late and held on to run our record to 3-1. My performance in the field and around the bases convinced my teammates to chip in to buy me a pair of cleats for my birthday coming up. I have a nice bruise on my butt from trying to change directions on the slick outfield grass and a skinned up knee from slipping on 3rd base. At least I didn’t run into the fence this game.