I got back to the United States a few days ago (holy crap, the jet lag!), and so ended the best summer of my life. Well, there's maybe a few days of it left, but for the most part it's over. I mean...look at this!
~ Won the College World Series
~ Went to Japan!
~ Watched Nobu-kun's cousin play at Koushien
~ WENT TO COMIKET.
If that's not one hell of a fucking awesome summer, I don't know what is.
My last totally awesome event for the summer is going to play out tomorrow, when the orphanage I grew up in is going to play a pickup baseball game against another sort of local orphanage. We've been doing this for years now - it's so fun to see the little kids getting out there and just enjoying themselves. It was originally the idea of the woman who raised me at the orphanage, Gladys Hartnet, who played in the
AAGPBL when she was younger (how cool is that?). And this year, I've been promoted to the position of bench coach (Ms. Hartnet will manage, of course)! Ms. Hartnet said I could grab someone to help the kids with batting practice, so tomorrow morning I have to get up really early to drive out to Cape Cod to pick up 'Drotti because 'Drotti only has his boat license and doesn't own a car. ...or I could just stay up all night, because that works, too. It's not like I've never done that before. See, 'Drotti's a natural hitter, and, in his own words, he'll "be able to see eye-to-eye with the kids bettah. Literally."
God, why'd it go so goddamn fast?