Three nights a week to clear my head

Sunday night, Monday night, Tuesday night. These nights are probably the best thing going for me these days. All three are equal in that I am able to get the stress out of my day to day life at that present moment or whatever I am dealing with in my head. Lately, I have had some really traumatic things happen in my life and I am really afraid that if I keep them inside, somehow it will be destructive to my inner being. Enter Sunday night, Monday night and Tuesday night. Softball A break from my stress in my jobs, my broken relationships and everything else that disappoints me and lets me down. I am so down and out these days, but somehow my teammates bring about positive pressure points on my broken endorphins. Each night is different. Sunday night is a team that I have joined because there are a few players that have been absent because of work. Monday night is my baby. I have been on this team for about 10 years. It started as a Church team, however we have since used the name as a sponsor even though half of the team don't attend the Church. Last year we took the Championship and was our second for that team. My Tuesday night team is a bit more competitive and have been in the running every year. I love this team because everyone is so good. However I do get ticked off a bit more when I miss a play because all eyes are counting on that final out. Each team is different with the way that we play and the way that we score. One has great offense, The others have great defense. However the best part about softball is the joy that I get being out there with the guys three times a week. I get to laugh, I get to yell at the outfield (in my glove), because they miss a play forcing in an errant run, and I get to celebrate having fun. Sports have always been linked to Jon Ruff, since I was young. It was my savior rehabilitating me when I was coming out of the hospital in '91, it has helped me through difficult times in high school and it is helping me clear my head with all of my tough, hurtful, destructive thoughts that I deal with weekly. I can thank softball for giving me a few nights a week to be at peace out on the diamond. Even if it is for a few moments before I see the Ump make the first of many horrendous calls throughout the night!