Softball Tries My Patience

Don't get me wrong. I like softball as well as the next Nana. Just not when it interferes with EVERYTHING. (I'm referring to college ball.) We got hooked on softball when our granddaughters started playing before they even started school. Oh, how we loved watching these girls grow up playing together year after year after year. When they weren't playing softball, they played volleyball together. Our days and evenings revolved around them, and we loved every minute of it. It didn't hurt that they dominated both sports and got accused more than once of being a traveling team. Nope, they were just a core group of girls who attended school together, played sports together, and now are marrying, having babies, and enjoying life together.

I do enjoy cheering on our university team but not enough to go to the hassle of buying tickets, driving 70-plus miles to the stadium, trying to find a parking spot that won't get us towed, walking a mile to enter the stadium, etc., etc., etc. We are just too old for all that these days. Of course, that is my philosophy for pretty much any sport. It's cheaper and more comfortable to stay at home. I get premium seating, all the free drinks and food I want plus instant replay when I want it and a private restroom.

No, it's constantly watching it on television that is so trying because David has this idea that he cannot, absolutely cannot, watch it after it's been recorded. I don't know what his problem is with waiting until it's recorded. We aren't allowed to plan any activities that may interfere with his precious sports programs. He has the same issue with football season as well so that means spring and fall are washouts. It's an obsession for him I don't fully understand. (Okay, I don't understand it at all.) We don't watch any television show until after it's been recorded because I absolutely cannot tolerate 10 minutes of confusing commercials that rarely have anything to do with the product they're peddling for every five minutes of programming. It has totally ruined the television- watching experience, in my opinion.

But I digress. I get way too invested in the games just like I did when our granddaughters were playing. I find myself wishing I still bit my nails. I pace. I go looking for comfort foods (don't judge me because I'm a nervous eater). It's almost too much to bear. We got way too spoiled at the beginning of the season with our team run-ruling almost all the teams they play so when they're behind or the game is really close in score, my nerves, and patience, just can't take it.

Today is one of the games leading to the championship and I will be fervently wishing things go our way and there won't need to play again tomorrow. The title game will be played over several days this week. I hope my patience and nerves can survive.