Maybe you've heard this story. I read it today in Sports Illustrated. In a college softball game with two girls on base, the batter hits it over the fence. It's the first home run of her life in the last game of her college career. As the crowd cheers, she rounds first and realizes that she missed the bag, which you have to touch. She turns back but her cleat catches and she crumples to the ground with a torn ACL. Her coach is informed that if anyone on her team touches her, she'll be called out. And if she's replaced, it'll be counted as a single because that's as far as she got.
So two players from the opposing team walk over to first base, which she managed to crawl back to. They pick her up and carry her around the bases, lowering her to touch each bag with the foot on her good leg. I'm a pretty even keel guy, but with frayed nerves on a Friday I read something like that and totally lose it. It's Lyla, you know? It's parenting. Sometimes it just hits you.
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