There she was standing in the summer sun; her long hair waving in the slight breeze, her skin a golden sun-kissed brown. She was gorgeous. Her laugh was contagious, her touch was intoxicating. I could slowly feel myself falling in love with this girl. I kept telling myself that I couldn't. I couldn't spend at least a whole softball season with her if I was in love. That would just be stupid and reckless. Well, I am kind of stupid and reckless. Don't fall in love. Don't fall in love. Don't fall in love. Shit...