re: #115 HappyWarrior

No shame! My Dad was a softball catcher. It’s hell on the old knees. Believe me as a former pitcher, I always gave my catchers their due.

I played there until our 1B got a leg injury of some sort, then he got shifted behind the plate while I got put into the infield. I acquitted myself decently up the middle, but I made a couple of errors. The season ended and then I had back surgery, and I haven’t been on the field since.