Coming Home

I'll be back in Ann Arbor for Memorial Day weekend. I have off from school that Monday and Tuesday so I'm looking forward to it. I'm starting to get jittery about tomorrow, it's bothering me.

Better than Expected

I went for a pre-surgery exam today after school. Basically, it was just a 30 minute lecture from my doctor explaining the procedure and the rehablitation aspects. I have to sit up for this stupid surgery. But I won't necessarily have to be awake. Good put me to sleep, I don't want to see or feel anything. I will be walking around with a sling and bandages for about a month. My doctor is promising me that I'll be fully healed before the end of the summer so that makes me a little happier. I'm gonna be bored, so I'm apologizing ahead of time if my blog gets really really boring (if it hasn't already).

First Game...and an AB!

Yesterday was the first game of the season for my high school baseball team, the T-Birds. I, of course, did not pitch. I was mostly an observer but was in uniform and on the bench with my teammates. And yes, I was decked out in full Under Armour gear again. We kind of got slapped around pretty badly the first two innings. I guess you kinda get a feel for what's gonna happen when the other team scores 4 in the first inning. Our pitcher, Justin Miller, threw 112 pitches and was gone by the 4th inning. My coach wanted to get me in the game knowing I may not be able to play the rest of the year, so I pinch hit for Justin who was completely spent.

Here's the situation: Man on first, 1 out, we're down by 5, and I'm batting lefty to face the right-handed pitcher. I went to the plate thinking I may not get another chance to swing the bat this year. That mentality resulted in me swinging at the first pitch which I never do. Great, now I'm behind 0-1. I take the next pitch and he threw a strike at my knees. 0-2 even better. The next two pitches he throws me are breaking balls of some kind and they both end up in the dirt. 2-2. I'm now ready for a fastball up, which he kindly throws me, and I rip it....foul. He then tries to outsmart me and throws another one of those breaking balls towards my ankles, sorry, I'm not buying that. 3-2. He then throws me two straight fastballs right over the plate, and I foul them both off. What's next, hmmmmm, maybe another breaker. Nope, it's a fastball and it was way too high. Hey I drew a walk. We unfortunately couldn't get a rally going and the inning ended on a pop up to the pitcher and a ground out. We lost 9-4. All in all I am happy with having no official at-bat and an on-base percentage of 1.000.

Surgery

I'm scheduled to go for a pre-surgery exam on Monday. I don't know what that means but I'm a little nervous about the surgery itself. These sort of things don't usually bother me but for some reason this has been on my mind. I have been feeling pretty good though so maybe that's an indication it will heal fast. I can only hope.

Allergy Season

I've been miserable the past two days with the pollen flying around everywhere. Nothing but sneezing and sinus congestion. We finally had some nice weather here yesterday but once again the rain came back. That seems to be the forecast for the next few days as well. I want to be outside not jailed inside.

The Aftermath

It was sunny and warm today so naturally I wore short sleeves to school. I don't know how many times someone asked me why my arm was black and blue. It's funny having to describe to non-cyclists what rollers are. They just can't seem to get a mental image in their head. Man I really need to get some sun!

Battle Scars (Hardly a Battle)

Ok I did something really stupid today. A few weeks ago my dad picked me up a set of rollers. They've just been sitting around and I've only attempted them a couple of times. Well today after school I thought it would be a good time to get the hang of them. So I proceeded to set them up in the middle of my doorway for comfort purposes. I jump onto my bike and it pretty much took me a couple of attempts to get used to not riding on pavement. OK not bad so far. Well, the house phone rings and it was for me so my mom shouted my name and I turned my head (a natural response to someone calling your name from behind.) I learned the hard way to not lose focus because WHAM! I keeled over and bashed my arm against the door frame to prevent me from falling all the way down to the floor. I now have the brightest shade of purple and a hint of yellow from my wrist down to my elbow. Sad considering I wasn't even moving. I'm starting to collect a list of Jeff's stupid blunders. There was one good thing that came out of this, a pain free shoulder workout!

Will It Ever Stop?

I have not seen the sun since last weekend. I'm not a fan of spending my weekends indoors.

Some more people were over this morning looking at the house. I guess it's a good thing that we have had a steady amount of people coming. My parents are really worried they won't be able to sell the house. I'm assuming it's because of the really poor economy. Oh great I sound like my history teacher.

Another Rainy Day in New York City

Yeah it rained again today. We had a nice team meeting / luncheon. There must've been like 50 or 60 people. A lot of them showed up to eat the buffet packed with french toast and scrambled eggs. We were allowed to bring a guest so naturally I brought my partner in crime Dan. We ate like no tomorrow clearing a whole tray of french toast. It was nice, they apparently do this a few times during the year to get everyone together. My dad tried surprising us by taking us to Yankee Stadium. However, we arrived at 1:00 and we couldn't get three seats together, It's a shame because I would've liked watching Mike Mussina dismantle the Mariners offense.

Sweep

It appears I'm getting out of New York at the right time. The Tigers are catching fire.