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It was the night before the biggest day of the year. Kickball opening day. It would be my first season as a coach/captain and I was getting pretty excited.
In the week prior I emailed my team 1-2 times a day, but since it was the night before I figured 3 emails would do. I mean who doesn't like multiple kickball strategy emails with PDF attachments titled "Six Keys To Kickball"? (not a joke)
On my computer screen I had 3 windows up in my graphics program, each with a kickball field diagram and icons with the names of each of the players on the team. I would set a lineup, and then 2 minutes later tweak & tinker and shift the lineup. This lasted at least 2 hours.
But there was one problem. We are a new team, and I hadn't even met the players.
So how was I making my original lineup? By insanely thinking that a person's name would somehow define their kickball skills. I mean how can a girl named Lynsee not be the perfect person to bat 8th? Kevin? Solid name, he's our pitcher.
After turning these names into characters in my head (like when you read a book) I realized that this was just nuts. I mean, what the hell was I thinking?
My next idea was better. I would type in my team's names into Facebook, look at their profile picture, and decide what positions they would play based on that. That was working pretty well until I realized that some of these people's pictures were from 2005. Others had multiple people in their pics. Plus if I looked at my own Facebook photo (I look like Lady Gaga) I would have cut myself from the team.
After name sounding and Facebook stalking, I had a pretty good idea where everyone would fit in. But there were still a few questions.
So the next thing I did was send out emails to the people I hadn't figured out yet. It was a pretty simple email. "Hello. Please describe your speed. Thanks". Email responses contained the following terms/words (not a joke)
"Usain Bolt", "running a half-marathon", "athletic"
Nice! Championship bound!
After another few hours of Google Searches, background checks, reading LinkedIN Resumes, and other stuff, I finally had the perfect lineup.
I went to bed early that night. Woke up early, tinkered with the lineup again, ate a solid carb filled breakfast, and headed out of the house. It would be a long work day, but with all my kickball thoughts, it would go by fast. And finally, once again, I'd be on the kickball field...bunting...ug...
Sunday, August 25, 2013
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