random acts of blondness #4

My zomborific/Frankinsteinian performance today in gym.
I was first-baseman while playing softball, and so the ball was hit at me and I went to catch it but it bounced off my finger (of course) so it went bouncing right back to home plate. I went scrambling after it, apparently like Frankinstein reincarnated, holding my hands out and shrieking.* Whatever--these gym-class "Bash Caitlin" days are so not my cup of tea.

*Maybe I was shrieking. But not that loud. I mean, I didn't catch the ball. You want me to CHEER about that?