You get what you get

A couple of days ago we finally got to play the Brujos after being rained out the first two games. We played a double header and they smoked us both games. That was the end of the first half. If we could have won one game we would have finished in 2nd or 3rd, but because we lost both we dropped to fifth for first half standings. It's crazy how much we jumped down, but because we had so many rainouts it really affected our winning perctage. So after loosing those two games the ownership met with the management of the team and released five or six guys. It's business. We'll see who comes in and how it affects the team.
Yesterday we took off to Soledad to play the first game of the second half. It was a 2 o'clock start and the sun was shining bright in center field, causing a shadow on the side of the ball we were seeing at the plate. Some of the guys were complaining about not being able to see the ball. It is what it is and we figured out a way to pull out a victory. We have two more games there at the same time, today and tomorrow. That sun aint' goin' nowhere.
Personally I've been struggling offensively the last few games. It's frustrating because I know what I want to do, but can't seem to find it. It happens. I looked at the film from last night and noticed during my stride my front hip coming up a little, which makes it hard to be direct with the barrel. It causes a upward swing, which makes it long and causes a lot of foul balls and pop ups. I'll see if I can make the adjustment. I have peace knowing I'm doing the best I can. It will turn out like it's supposed to. I haven't had energy to put up the swings from the last few games. When I feel it, I'll put em up.
One frustrating thing that has been on my mind is the respect everyone gives this big leaguer. Just because of his accomplishments they hold him so high. In my opinion a man isn't defined by his successes. I've been playing a second base for about five games now and they moved me because he asked to play shortstop. That's fine, but I still feel a little mistreated. I was handling short just fine, 0 errors and making every play. This happened to me once before when I was in Lowell, my first year in pro-ball with the Red Sox. I respect the peoples decision and do my best to move on and not let it affect me. I don't hold hard feelings towards the kid or the coaches, I understand why they did what they did. But, what ever happened to loyalty. It's things like this that really frustrate me because this is the way the world operates.
After writing the last paragraph I want to share something with everyone. Something a little more encouraging. I went on a beautiful run yesterday morning. I woke up at 7 and just felt like taking a run. I took off and started to try and run, but my heel was hurting so I just kept walking down the road. I came to this winding downhill road. It was awesome. I just let it take me. It felt like I was in the middle of the rainforest. I could feel the crisp air filling my lungs. Springs were dripping down the side of the moutain. Vegatation, green and bright flowers were everywhere. It was awesome. I got to the bottom of the hill and saw a river/stream just rolling down stream. There were huge rocks in the way and the water would gracefully move around the rock and continue along it's path downstream. Some of the water was being brushed by the tall grass leaning over the bank. It looked like the grass was dancing. As I looked at this wonderful stream I remembered Bruce Lee's saying, "Be like water, my friend". I realized that the water doesn't try and force it's path. Each piece of water has no expectation, it goes where it is supposed to go, with no tension and without fighting. Easy grace. I feel for a long time I have tried to force becoming something. It has caused a lot of strain and stress. I really like the idea of becoming what I am supposed to become. I am really living right now with no expectations. I'm just letting my feelings take over, letting the road take me where it is supposed to. Who knows what the future holds, or what I'll become. God knows.