Softball is many things. Today, softball is not caring.

It’s cold outside. The wind slaps me in the face making my nose cry.

I don’t care.

It’s muddy. I sink and slosh and splash. I can barely find a smooth surface. My pants are destroyed.

I don’t care.

I’m wearing more layers than I can count. I’m a marshmallow walking.

I don’t care.

I don’t care if it’s cold, because today is the first day of softball tryouts. I don’t care if it’s muddy, because I get to be around the sport I love. I don’t care if I’m layered, because I get to see 40 girls who love the game as much as I do, all together in one place.

I don’t care, because I have softball.

Softball is many things. Today, softball is not caring.

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