The Wives Softball CoachChapter 4 Babysitting
It was 12-10 in the bottom of the seventh, the last inning in these softball games. We're the home team. Alicia's on third, Jenny's on second and Roxie's up to bat. The opposing manager goes out for a fruitless talk to his infield. With players at this level I never saw that it did any good, and just drug the game out. I was sitting on the bench next to Julie Potter; her husband was my Leading Petty Officer, my boss, on the boat. I knew her pretty well because Frank invited the single...