We Are So Cool!

Hobbitsister and I finally did our sister thing of the year! Somehow we got it in our pretty little heads to go, get this, to a batting cage! (Here's a good idea, let's go into a cage and have a machine shoot balls at us.) Who ever would've imagined? While I may have bad hand eye coordination, Hobbitsister is worse, so if you can imagine that, well, enough said. (A review of the batting cages we went to stated: "When they crank up the pitching machines to even 50 or 60 mph--the maximum [actually not the maximum, that would be 75], and approximately half of what a dominant Major Leaguer will throw--you can witness some seriously entertaining spectacles in the batting cages. You can even be an entertaining spectacle, and it won't cost you much more than a bruised ego.") One of the best parts of our sister bonding times is the randomness of it all. So off we went.

We went into it with one goal - to hit one ball. (Though when our father expressed confidence that we could at least do that, my next goal was to beat Hobbitsister.) We decided we had to take Erma and Scout along to take pictures, but then of course we couldn't make them just watch; they tried, too. Since Hobbitsister was brave enough to call the batting cage to inquire about cost and whatnot, I had to be the brave one who went first. (I think I got the better end of that deal.) So after finding a bat and putting on the nasty batting helmet that who knows who's worn (Hobbitsister was the brave one who put one on first), into the cage I went.

And I hit the very first ball that came at me!!! I did it! I hit one!!! Yay! And then I hit more! Granted we started out with softballs, but I still hit 12 out of 20. Not bad, if I do say so myself. We then (accidentally) switched over to baseballs (which I would've wanted to do anyway). I got 10 out of I don't know how many because the shooter thing shot more than the 20 that it was supposed to. And the time after that I hit 16 out of some. So I hit 38 total! Go me! And Hobbitsister hit some, and Erma hit some (she won) and Scout hit some (no way I would've stepped into that cage at her age.) We didn't even go with the slow pitch machine - we went for medium speed, which was something like 55 mph. Go us. I'm sure the fact that I was wearing my Cuddyer shirt and Hobbitsister was wearing my Hunter shirt helped us, as did our player stances (sadly we know how some of the players, even on other teams, stand - the Ichiro Suzuki seemed to be the best), as did advice from Brendan Leonard on how it's done.

Anyway, to sum up, it was great fun (I want to go again), we rock, and we're going to reward ourselves with ice cream. Yay for sister bonding time! Oh yeah, and I beat Hobbitsister, btw. :)