Hilarious you would post this today cuz I was thinking the exact same thing last night... it was getting into dusk and the lights had just started to come on, so with my aged eyes I wasn't picking up the spin / movement on the ball very well - bang on my toe, instep, shin, forearm - it was more like self defense than helping the kid work on pitches! (And hardly the first time I've had that feeling.)
We decided to take a break until the lights were powered all the way up, and it was during that break, I couldn't help but wonder how many dads across the country go through the same thing every day. I couldn't be alone in this quandary!
So your post made me feel a bit better. No less sore, but better - maybe it's knowing the balls hitting me aren't thrown with quite the velocity as those hitting you!!
And the "feet up" thing? I can totally relate. Luckily, I've only fallen over backward once. Much less painful than a whack on the shins.
Anyway, during that same break she asked me what I wanted for Christmas. It took me under a second to reply "Shinguards". She laughed and said "No, really."
No.
Really.
Honey.
Shinguards.
