On Saturday, I showed up at the field in Wil at 9am. I was playing baseball with the guys' team and we set up the backstop and outfield fence and everything. I forgot how long a baseball game takes. It was a doubleheader and I did not leave Wil until around 6:30pm. We won both games so it was a good day, just very long. I was walked five times in ten at bats, and felt like that was more than my entire Niagara season, but probably not.
One of the players on the team brought me home afterwards and Roman and I finished the rest of the pizza dip from the day before. I showered and then we watched some TV, but I fell asleep on the couch so he woke me up and said it was probably time for me to go to bed. I agreed because I was exhausted.
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