I was asked by a friend to sub on a co-ed softball team the other night. The problem was that we already had two strikes against us. one: We didn't start playing until 10:00 P.M. and two: It was SO BLOODY COLD that night we were sliding on about an inch of ice on the outfield grass. I had so many layers on I looked like a big, pudgy polar bear. "Why?" you ask, do I say yes to these kinds of things? I'm not quite sure. I think I'm a glutton for punishment. Or maybe that competitive spirit is just so ingrained in my brain that I'm just not capable of saying no. Or maybe when it's all said and done, I just love SPORT!