Oh, well...

The Seabury Saints lost their playoff game tonight. We got pretty soundly whupped, actually, but I guess that's what you get when you pit seminarians against Navy ROTC undergrads. I'm sad that the season is over (except for an all-Seabury game), but pleased that we made it to the playoffs at all - a first in Seabury history, I think. And we made up for it afterward with a team pizza party and fire circle, which was lots of fun.

The weekend as a whole has been a lot of fun, actually. I've gotten appallingly little done, but I really will buckle down tomorrow.

On a side note: Community Church of Wilmette has a new Senior Pastor! Yay, Tripp!

Softball!

So, the Saints won our first softball game of the season last night. That might not sound like particularly amazing to many, but the Saints... have a bit of trouble, sometimes, beating teams of any sort, and especially teams of in-shape college students (our average age is probably 10 years older than theirs). So a win was exciting. Getting to play in the infield was also exciting. I'm not a great player, but the chances of my doing something well improve if I don't have to throw too far.

Tomorrow morning, we have practice. Tomorrow morning during practice, it's forecast to be 38 degrees. Brr.