We're 1-2 after the win last night.
I ended up making the crucial play that allowed the win. Runner on first with two out, top of the sixth (we play seven inning games). #3 hitter steps up and ropes a double, one-hop off the fence in LCF. Our CF fires to the SS who then throws home. In our league, we have a "slide or give up" rule for baserunners (at our age, there is no mowing over the catcher), but if a defensive player is covering a base you can slide into him. So the SS fires a two-hop strike to me (a near-perfect throw, only slightly in front of the plate) and I go to apply the tag and the runner slides in spikes up, kicking me in the chest and knocking me backwards. I stand up and the ump says, "you have the ball?!!??!?" I showed it to him in my mitt and he punches the guy out for the final out of the inning.
Our closer struck out two of the three batters he faced in the seventh for the 4-3 win.
I felt 18 again, for just a moment.
I love this game.