Woah. We lost like 15-2. It was ugly, and I didn't even get a hit. I did however get to pitch, since our pitcher bailed for the third time in five games. And as I watched ball after ball sail over batters' heads and go rolling behind our catcher who was too afraid to catch the ball, I realized it might be a long day. The ump, for some reason, didn't seem to like us or just blew a lot of calls in the other team's favor, which is always frustrating. It's one thing to get destroyed; it's worse when you get destroyed and wronged by softball justice.
It was pretty awesome when our shortstop tried to throw a ball at the (female) umpire's head though.