Hello, and Happy Easter to all! Hope you are able to enjoy with family and friends!
My sports story is when I caught a fly ball back in high school PE. I was one of the unathletical kids, last picked, the whole 9, and I was placed waaaay, waaaay out in the field where I couldn't do any damage. So one of the girls on the other team hit a high fly, and I noticed it was coming to me! I stood there, closed my eyes, put my mitt up above my head and caught the ball just as I was knocked to the ground by one of my teammates who was also trying to catch the ball. We still lost miserably, and had to run laps as a team, but that was my "glory" moment.
Now, I just watch sports on TV and go to the occasional A's and Giant's baseball game.
Great story! I was hopeless at softball in HS. Whenever I even got near to catching or hitting a ball, the rest of the team cheered.
And I agree with you, it was a glorious moment - just being able to catch the ball like that.