Graceful as a Duck, part 1

So last night was my first softball game in almost a month (hooray for friend's birthdays and rain). I was actually excited to play our first double header of the season. Here's my play by play:

At the top of the 1st we took the field and I made my way to right
field. We were a small team; just barely making the cutoff of ten
people. Not much happened this inning, the other team scored five of their
six points before they were out. Then it was our turn at bat.

I was eighth in the batting order, and I just barely missed batting that
inning. I'd start the lineup at the bottom of the second.

So the second inning... here's where things get interresting. The top
of the inning was quick and easy: three up, three down. Sweet.
I get to start us off. I take a few practice swings and make my way to the
plate. The pitcher threw me a nice slow pitch that I grounded past the 2nd
baseman, just making it to 1st.

Next guy in the order is up, strikeout. Now we're at the bottom of the
order. If it's good, I'm gone. First pitch a foul down the third
base line. Second pitch, a lofter just above the head of the first
basemen. First base coach tells me to go, so I'm gone.
Unfortunately, the right fielder has caught the ball.

The next thing I hear is everyone yelling, "Back!" I turn tail (I'm
about 3/8 of the way to second) and bolt it back. About two steps after I
turn my left knee locks up and gets a nice jolt, cleats into the dirt with the
leg fully extended outward. (I later learn it's been
hyperextended.) Regardless, I'm tagged out.

At this point my knee is a little sore, but nothing I can't handle. I
take right field with a small limp. The top of the third was a pretty good
inning for me. I did manage to run up and catch a nice hit that was almost
right to me. After this amazing feat, my knee is getting a little
more sore.

Bottom of the third, we're up to bat, but I get to lead off in the
fourth. I've started to ice my knee when we're back in the "dugout".
Top of the fourth, It's starting to get stiff. Bottom of the fifth, I bat,
but I take a pinch runner. After that, I'm out, sitting on the bleachers
with the wives.

I'll continue my story a little later in the day...