Swing

Chapter Fourteen

When I woke up in the morning she was still curled up in the ball that she was when she fell asleep. It was about eight in the morning and I normally went on a daily run. I slowly moved her over onto the couch trying not to wake her. I successfully got her off of my lap and went and changed into some sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt. I left a note beside her saying “Going out for my daily run, be back at about nine”.

I closed the door silently behind me and started jogging down my typically path. This path consisted of running down past Dan’s hotdog stand, up to the baseball field. Once I was at the field I ran the perimeter of the field about twelve times. That equals about two and a half miles. After that I ran down to the bakery where I ordered half a dozen doughnuts for Fiona and myself and then I ran back home. Right as I was walking in the door I heard the toilet flush and knew that Fiona was up. I quickly put the doughnuts down on the table, changed back into the cloths I was wearing before my run, and sat back down where I was when I was sleeping. I did all of this just to see if I could confuse the shit out of her.

Sure enough when she walked in she stopped dead in her tracks and I heard her ask herself, “What the hell?”

She mumbled a couple other things before I heard her asking “Am I dreaming?”

I sat up because I couldn’t stand not laughing anymore. “You’re not sleeping beautiful, I’m just messing with you,” I told her.

You’re an ass, you know that?” she said as she sat down with me.

“I’m only a little bit of an ass,” I said jokingly as I pulled her close to me.

She stuck her tongue out at me and I did the same. I turned the Wii back on and gave her the remote so she could watch what she wanted.

“I’m going to go take a shower,” I told her.

“Okay,” she said. “Can I take one after you?” she asked quickly afterwards.

“Of course!” I told her.

I quickly took my shower and got out and changed into something that was comfortable yet nice looking. I finished changing and started to walk outside when I heard music coming from the living room.

“Fuck that, do that shit. Shoot that bitch. Can you afford to blow this? Are you that rich? Why the fuck you care if she dies? Are you that bitch? Do you really think she cares if you got kids?”

I walked out laughing because I knew instantly that she was listening to guilty conscience by Eminem and Dr. Dre. She quickly turned it off and I could see that she was embarrassed. Trying to make her feel better I sang the next verse and then we both started laughing. She pushed me playfully and then she went and took her shower.

I was expecting her to take a good twenty minutes like most females did so I through Netflix on and watched the beginning of Jeff Dunham’s Arguing with myself. Right as the dead terrorist Achmed came up was when Fi finished her shower. She walked in right as Achmed said “Silence! I kill you!”

“Well damn,” she said.

I busted out laughing because I didn’t know if she thought I said that or if she knew it was Jeff Dunham. Before I could ask her anything she walked a little bit closer to me and the T.V. and saying “Fuck you too Achmed!”

We both laughed before she sat down and we recited the entire act. After we finished watching the Jeff Dunham film I asked her what she wanted to do.

“It’s Sunday isn’t it? Doesn’t your team play today?” she asked.

“Oh that’s right,” I said immediately after.

“The game starts in an hour,” she said.

“The doctor said I couldn’t play,” I said. “But I do want to be there to support the team.”

We both grabbed some food from the house and whatever else we thought we needed and then left for the game. Right as we arrived I saw that John had taking control being leader for the time being and then Tommy was hitting grounders to the team as warm ups. I asked Fi to hold me a spot in the bleachers because I wanted to go talk to the team.

I ran onto the field and yelled out huddle up. Everyone stopped what they were doing and quickly ran over and we huddled up.

“Now, you know I’m not able to play in today’s game because of the doctor’s orders but I expect nothing less than if I was playing. Albert, I expect you to throw them off with your cruising curveball. Tommy, you have enough power to blast the ball into another park. All of you have amazing talent and I expect you guys to go out there and kick ass.”

Everyone was quiet for about a minute before I heard John start our chant. We all chimed in the chant before coach came over and said to settle down. He looked at me and remembered what happened.

“It’s good to see you’re here to support us,” he said.

“You know I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” I said.

After that I left the field and let the coach pump them up and I went back and sat next to Fi. She asked me what it was all about and I told her it was nothing really.

“Just getting the guys pumped for the game,” I said.

After that we sat in the bleachers and waited patiently as we watched Albert take the mound and warm up. Right after he had thrown about ten pitches we watched as the batter walked up to the plate. We waited as we watched the umpire call both the coaches out to the plate. He said something to them and sent them both back to the dugout. Shortly after he got behind the plate and yelled, “Play ball!”