Returning to softball

Well, tonight at 6, which is in two hours, is my return to softball. I'm kinda nervous, to be honest, because it's been a year or two since I was last on a field. I can say I'm feeling a bit cocky despite that nervousness. When I last played, I'd earned the nickname "Slugger" for myself, because of how hard I hit the ball.I'm really hoping to get that name back this season, but I don't know how well that will play out, considering the condition my shoulder's been in lately.
I played outfield last time, and hopefully I'll be able to land myself another outfielder position this time. I can't do infield very well because I have a habit of trying to throw the ball as hard as I can to whoever I have to throw it to, so infield would more than likely cause me to make an ass out of myself. Mama's rude self took my under-short..things.. the ones for sliding. Yeah, them. Anyways, she's playing softball now, too, and she used them for her own greedy self. SO, I got stuck rummaging through my drawer in an attempt to find another pair, which I was very seriously doubting I'd find. I did, however, find a pair, thank God. They're black instead of white, but whatever. At least they're stretchy, so they fit my fat ass. xD I'm slowly getting my nerves. I seriously hope I don't get hit by the ball because of how close I seem to get to the plate. 
On a good note, though, I'll get to show off. Just like last time. :D