Confessions of a Softball Addict - the Premise

I was going to call this diatribe Confessions of a Softball Slut, but my friend says that it would be misunderstood. Sluts are usually associated with women (although in the sexual arena men can be as slutty as anyone). It would be Misunderstood. You might think I am a female that likes to hang around sweaty men. And while some of you might like that, you are not my target audience. Therefore I have already sold out and decided to call this Confessions of a Softball Addict, in the hopes that I will get and keep those readers from Tibet who have never even seen a softball, so that Yak Butter of Tibet will put an ad on my site.

I don’t know which of my friends said it first, we are softball sluts (and we undoubtedly were not the first to coin the phrase) because we are there for a game, no matter when or where or what we have to do to get there by game time. A slut is a person who is a sex addict but does not get paid for the pleasure. We are softball players that play for the pure enjoyment of the game and we not only don't get paid to play, we pay dues in recreational leagues everywhere for the privilege. If we are lucky we have a team or two that are sponsored, but in general we pay, and provide our own post-game beer and whatnot. We would call ourselves whores – but that noble profession has workers who actually make some sort of living at giving pleasure. So we are truly softball sluts, those of us who cannot turn down  a game - any time, anywhere.

We wake up one day and discover that we are on 6 teams, and suddenly our family life is going south, we can't wait to leave work to make the early game, and we wonder how this happened. But we still show up. That is what it is about.