The Bungee Cord Race

Yesterday, I took Haley to a Sounds game. Actually, she took me.

For each book she reads and passes a test one she gets a certain number of points, depending on the books length and difficulty. This year, she got 99 points, which was enough to get her in for free at a Sounds game and 1 point shy of going to a celebratory cook-out. It was also 1 point shy of getting her name on the plaque in the front hallway of the school. Regardless, not bad at all considering that most the books she reads are worth 1/2 a point. Not to mention that she read a ton of books that were not on the reading list, thus giving her no points. All in all I am quite proud of her.

So she and I went to the game yesterday, and before the game even started a man in a Sounds uniform and mohawk came and asked if I wanted to participate in one of the between inning games. I said sure and signed a waiver. At the end of the first inning we made our way down to the third base dugout and prepared.

In essence, the game was simple. Stand back to back in left field. 7 balls were put in front of myself and my competitor, after the starting gun, race to get the balls from the area in front of us and bring them back to the starting point. No sweat. Who ever get the most balls wins. Easy enough. Oh yeah, did I mention that we are bungee corded together and that cord on reaches half the distance between the balls?

Poor guys strapped to me. They said go, so I charged of. I felt alot of tension all of a sudden, then none. Apparently, when the cord had reached its maximum expansion, it was his foot hold that gave. Haley told me that I jerked his feet right out from under him. This continued until I got 3 balls, and while going for the 4th, I noticed alot more resistance. I looked back to see that he was on all fours, fingers dug in the turf. It mattered not, as I had a winning margin and the time was up.

It was cool to be on the field during the game, even cooler to see how proud Haley was that I had been. She seemed quite pleased when we returned to our seats and her classmates were a-buzz. It didn't matter that I felt like I was going to have a stroke. It was a good time.

We stayed until the game was over so that she could run around the bases. She seemed to enjoy that. I don't get to do much with just me and the kids, and I really enjoyed this. I took no camera, but I have the images in my head just the same. It was a good time.

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