Sports Day!
Sunday is sports day around here at Chez Vel-DuRay: The Colonel is playing softball this season, so almost every Sunday involves schlepping down to the ballfields north of Sea-Tac to watch him do his thing. (We go in separate cars, of course, so I can bail if I get antsy)
While I'm not exactly a sports fan - I'd sooner swim in a river of spit than watch most sporting events - I actually enjoy this. The games last no longer than an hour, and since I know a lot of the players, it makes it more interessting.
As you might have gathered, it's a Somewhat Different Softball League, which means that the uniforms are fabulous, and the fans are a bit more flamboyant, but they take their game seriously. Some of the "A" and "B" teams are jarringly competitive, but since The Colonel plays on a "D" team, we don't have to deal with them much. (He was, in earlier years, a "B" team participant, but he got tired of the drama, and now just wants to have a nice time)
The other interesting part is that since I have become a Beacon Hill Housewife, and have retired from "The Community", I see people that I haven't seen in years. Most of that time, that's wonderful - but every once in a while I see people that remind me of exactly why I moved off the hill in the first place. With my history of charity work, and my background as a civic leader (I was Mr. Gay Seattle in 1999, and that title wasn't handed to me on a silver platter. I worked for it!) one would expect to have a few enemies (As we all know, some people are incapable of appreciating charm and beauty). I guess I had just always thought of them as dead. Oh well, life doesn't always work out the way we plan, does it?
So that's where we shall be this afternoon, we of the sporting set.
While I'm not exactly a sports fan - I'd sooner swim in a river of spit than watch most sporting events - I actually enjoy this. The games last no longer than an hour, and since I know a lot of the players, it makes it more interessting.
As you might have gathered, it's a Somewhat Different Softball League, which means that the uniforms are fabulous, and the fans are a bit more flamboyant, but they take their game seriously. Some of the "A" and "B" teams are jarringly competitive, but since The Colonel plays on a "D" team, we don't have to deal with them much. (He was, in earlier years, a "B" team participant, but he got tired of the drama, and now just wants to have a nice time)
The other interesting part is that since I have become a Beacon Hill Housewife, and have retired from "The Community", I see people that I haven't seen in years. Most of that time, that's wonderful - but every once in a while I see people that remind me of exactly why I moved off the hill in the first place. With my history of charity work, and my background as a civic leader (I was Mr. Gay Seattle in 1999, and that title wasn't handed to me on a silver platter. I worked for it!) one would expect to have a few enemies (As we all know, some people are incapable of appreciating charm and beauty). I guess I had just always thought of them as dead. Oh well, life doesn't always work out the way we plan, does it?
So that's where we shall be this afternoon, we of the sporting set.
posted by Catalina Vel-DuRay @ Sunday, May 06, 2007
1 Comments:
At 9:48 AM,
Sylvia O'Stayformore said…
Met the current Mr Gay Seattle "31" last weekend.
The court is very progressive these days. He is young, nice and goes be the name "Dynasty" ( don't ask you'll get a story you really don't want to hear). And he is Afro-American. Now that's progression!
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