A Battle with the King of Swing. July 31, 2002.

Dear Journal,

I hate Don (an assistant coach for my club softball team).  and I think my thumb might be broken.  I’m so P.O.’d its not even funny.  I’ve never cried so much in my life.  He told me I have a baseball swing and asked if my dad taught me a baseball swing instead of softball.  When I said that dad taught me an awesome swing, and it was a good contact one.  Then he acted like he didn’t believe me, like he’s the king of swing fuck him!  sorry to swear, but I am so pissed right now I just gotta blow steam.  It’s a good thing I hit my thumb on an inside pitch cuz I needed a real good reason to cry.  He pushes me over the edge I swear.  When it hit me I wuz like “fu–” but I didn’t finish.  Me, Vic, and Erika laughed about it after.


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