I used to play softball in both junior and high school. I was a horrible fielder but that didn't matter because I could hit any pitch - good or bad - anywhere that I wanted it to go. I struck out 3 times in 6 years (twice in one game! I thought the world was going to end that day.)
 In my senior year I was up against a pitcher that deliberately tried to hit me with a pitch. I couldn't let this pass. It was time to teach her a lesson.  The very next pitch I hit a line drive that I aimed directly at her face!
  The very next pitch I hit a line drive that I aimed directly at her face! She ate the dirt.
 She ate the dirt. I am actually glad that she hit the dirt because if that ball would have hit her, it would have killed her.
 I am actually glad that she hit the dirt because if that ball would have hit her, it would have killed her.  I hit it so hard that it probably would have exited out the back of her skull.  After the umpire warned me to never do that again or I would be ejected, I was walked.
I hit it so hard that it probably would have exited out the back of her skull.  After the umpire warned me to never do that again or I would be ejected, I was walked.  She was too afraid to pitch anything but an outside ball to me after that.
 She was too afraid to pitch anything but an outside ball to me after that.
 
 
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